Haikus 19.9.20

pressing my shoulder
her hands cover my eyes
words hushed by my ear

yet this blind embrace
binds me, turning sour and curdles
bile and salt-sweat skin

white flecks of ash catch
the soot from a thousand fires
smoke hiding my tears

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