R e c o n n a i s s a n c e
 
Your willow blue heart-leaves flicker gold
When I think of you.
And when I dream your mouth on mine,
A ripple through your monster green harbor,
A whip of serrated tail, flash of fang,
A slow blink of opaque red eye.

When I walk
Through your lamb white flesh,
Your unintelligible icy breath,
The soundless pads of your camouflage boots,
The hair-trigger of your defense,
I sometimes think of letting you go.
I think you're so pathetic,
The way you count your weapons in the dark
Thinking you can outsilence a ghost.

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