Nonnegotiable

the times of day
are a mandate
to do this or that
the nighttime is
nonnegotiable
my legs are a
dead woman’s
my eyes are a
fixture against
glass wide, wet
and vulnerable
I am a canyon
beneath the stars
poetry is cheap
it is a turning away
you say but
I am a canyon
beneath the stars

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