Poetry by Dasha Desir

Don’t Worry

I wasn’t afraid, nor was it you
that I was running from.

under your shield
under your gun

You are hiding from me.

And don’t worry;
I’ve fancied myself
your Wife enough times
–in a daydream–

that I already know what
you felt
and why.

I have already laid the details out,
like grid points, coordinates,
logo rhythms,

Then buried the ocean,
and re-dug it,
enough to know
what the Hell
it is now….
what you are.

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