Eodem Aestuans Desiderio



We traced the burned out corners with shivering fingers,
desperate for the ember that used to reside in this place.
She was lost,
so we got a new she.

Happily, we stroked her heart face,
fed the constant hunger.
Shrill cries broke the night,
and joined mine.

Clamaverunt omnes

Isn’t it strange,
killing two hearts with one baby.

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