Sonnet Composed of Wants
       

[I'm sorry that language is the best we've got.
Let's get this out of the way: I can't please
your hunger, there will be no epiphany. I don't
even know your face. Here: small symbols who's
sounds we agree upon, have built a little grocery
market for you, take what you want: something
clever about the moon, endless nightcaps without
shame, the first half of the dream you can never
remember;                      the delight in familiar
is worthless. Really, try to explain the difference
between an ocean, and Lake Huron, without
comparing size or salt.
                                                       
                                                                            ]

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