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Winters—

we like our bodies naked  blanketed  like letters in an envelope
moving against each-other  as though the only warmth in this world
could come from touch  as though the only way

to set fire to a place

were to press your lips to it

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winters—  we like our bodies  knotted  as though this world
couldn’t survive without our feet touching  as we look at one-
another  we read words scattered  wishing so much of everything
so much of warmth  as though the only way

to be in love were to say it  inside  our hands pull our hips closer
closer  there is no reason  one should rebel  against a slightly
singed poach  a warm cup of coffee  every morning  the way
the taste of other-ness  then oneness

fills your mouth

like an old landfill  asked  this once  for consent


Jayant Kashyap has published two pamphlets and a zine, ‘Water’ (Skear Zines, 2021), and his poems have appeared in POETRYMagmaArcAcumen and Poetry Wales.

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