homecoming

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you razored 
into the world
and I came too,
heavy as a bovine.
home-ridden
we sunk into bed 
two quiet fragments:
me to sleep, you to feast. 

at dawn your 
brother clambered in,
snuck one arm around your 
small middle and dozed;
I rose with the sun
and the swift love, 
the hushed glow,
the untethered connection.