softly (poem)

This is brilliant.

The Finicky Cynic

i press your spine against the
kitchen white appliance,
watching you bend into magnets:

itโ€™s kinetic
how everything works.
you pull me in, wrapped around
your waist like a question
mark, waiting for an answer:

itโ€™s the query
that tickles the brain.
iโ€™m drawing a period
around your cup handles
while sugar steams in the kettle:

itโ€™s (always) a process
of processing you.

โ€” The Finicky Cynic

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