
I have given
you bows
wrapping
my body,
faux silk
printed by bots,
so tiny,
creating,
spinning
from liquid —
the opposite
of melting touch.
Originally published in P.S. I Love You: Poetry Sunday.
In love with speculative fiction
I have given
you bows
wrapping
my body,
faux silk
printed by bots,
so tiny,
creating,
spinning
from liquid —
the opposite
of melting touch.
Originally published in P.S. I Love You: Poetry Sunday.