9.04.2020

who could actually take pleasure in that

For a while it seemed like 
we wouldn’t the window 
was open January night 
but then you 
and so I 
and then we 
quite slowly 
as new rockets arc 
through the desert blue 
skies you said who 
could actually take pleasure 
in that kind of hate 
for which I love you 
and cover you 
with kisses 
the night doesn’t have 
a clear shot if I wrap 
you up and then sleep 
comes like a dark flood 
rising up around the bed 
our only fear will the baby awake? 
and dreams that complicate 
things their velocity 
is a mystery but if we 
stay there you don’t 
have to leave in the morning 

[Matthew Rohrer {1970- } 'For Which I Love You', from Destroyer and Preserver]

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