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Bullshit
the water rushes in
and dilutes you until
there’s not even a
bad taste in my mouth.
you’re the pinprick
in the small of my back,
releasing endorphins and
bringing me into union
with the Universal Soul,
at least, I think you are.
my chakras align as we
slide into downward-
facing dog and I grip
the bedposts and bury
my face in organic cotton
sheets.
