Hi, Melissa by Max Ritvo

Listening to you makes me naked

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Hi, Melissa

by Max Ritvo

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I have spoken to you of heaven
I simply meant the eyes are suns that see.
Seeing is the face's nervous delicious Lord.

Listening to you makes me naked.
When I kiss your ankle I am silencing an oracle.
The oracle speaks from the hill of your ankle.

Four Incarnations (2016, Milkweed Editions)