“making vows” by Corey Angel

if I were only bone
empty skull
hands dangling from joints
if I were just
sockets and marrow
sharp angles of knees
that stick into dirt
like prongs of a hoe
if my toes rattled together
if my eyes were like snake homes
. if I had no lips to kiss
. no tongue to slip in your mouth
darling would you love me
. even then

-Corey Angel

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