the golden light
of the golden light
that comes
from one direction
inside
it seeps out
like childhood
through polaroids
and across white sand beaches
and swing sets
across your thighs
and hair
dreams and life
come from the same place
and they get captured
in a drop of water
that breaks apart
to form beads
of honey sweat
that hold our dna
and cling
to our summer skin
and then
at once
they explode
in a thousand tiny orgasms
that get washed back
into the sea
they never go away
they just get lost
along the surf
with everything else that’s there
the ocean is so big
and there’s just so many things
wedged in between
what i know
and
what i don’t want to know
sometimes
to find it
you have to forget what you’re looking for
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