still breathing /still water /still born

still like the rain is still
when it grazes your lips
leaving a wet cut behind.
mouth spliced, sluiced to
mine – let the dark blood
caress me. let the belly
of the flood, its abscess
pressing against
membrane,
split open.
let the water bag
go – let the baby flounder
and then not. saving anything
like this is too much work.
i let you leave.

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