some skin stuff

skin memories
don't resist
aversions
among their oil
and flowers

touch causes pain
it can
in textbooks
and fusty discourse
be explained

this on that
the tightness
of the world

how stuck
are hands
this was nothing

about being held
they roll you
up to night

careless
winnowing
the season sighs
outside

don't explain
autumn slows
the dark
and gone

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