wrists
can be kissed
cut for blood-brothers and -sisters
pulsed
rubbed together for scented ways
wrists
can be cuffed and chaffed
raised to heaven
tied like tongues
swung like an army marching
wrists
can pull you up
lower you down
can be braceletted and bangled
bled for the word
exsanguinated
wrists
can make a seat
can turn hands up and ask what
wave in a party’s mirrored lights
hang by you side
you’re under a wrist
well for cuff me
f’cuff
they are my wrists
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