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Untilled

Craig Kirchner

We left the others,
wandered in worked fields
after harvest,
wanting the darkness
and each other.

Cold maiden sweat
on blanched jeans,
the warmth of your
willing mouth
in the damp black night.

The smell of fresh cut corn,
pumpkin,
a moist godlessness
that comes pagan, from
the give of the
brown earth below.

No moon, just touch,
the moist want of your eyes
the only discernible sight.

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