a voyage of discovery

a sole digit
sliding along your topography.
we are two sovereign states,
attending a banquet to enhance bilateral relations
and i am the first diplomat of foreign sentience.
you are greeting me with your lips.
you’ve decided that we don’t come in peace after all,
and you tear me to shreds with your biting teeth.
i am a crying cowboy and you are tending to my wounds
creating a radiant warmth on my neck.
my hands are dueling 19th century explorers.
your eyes won’t stop teaching me,
and i am two attentive pupils.

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