we are a species of repetition:

[for alp]

we are a species of repetition:

that song you sang dayindayout
broken into syllables
bounced along within my head -
like the sing-a-long ball at the bottom of the screen
of every childhood television show

& the steps of a jagged boogie
keeps the mad rhythms in time
as you show me again when i fall asleep

my dreams are filled with deafening wakes
and breasts a-flame

i have been lit
over and over
and over again

because now i know this song
only because of your dear jumping steps
and the inflection of your alto
along the caverns of my bed

each syllable a romance within itself -
repeated through all of time

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