Half Volley
She stands above me
sporty and tennis mouthed
with alkaline interrogation
No, I've never been
Thrills twitch me awake
gulping down a globe
of light in my throat
but visitation hours run short
Shoulderblades
jut out of her
racketeering armspan
Just let me look at you
All organic heliophobe
Cleanse my trachea with
sun spots through mesh
The ball balancing
on my heaving chest

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