“A Mutual Thing” by L. K. Thayer

Photo by Alexis Fancher

junkies for the stage
searching for the light
it was their drug

her infrared stare fractured him
he was seduced by her orange hat
the derby she never wore again

she held his attention

you might say it was wrong
their need for each other
they can’t explain why
nor do they care what
you think

it’s a mutual thing

the mystery of the heart
in an orange hat
in a nutshell
cracked and layers peeled
stuffed in the cheeks of
imposters

the secret is theirs
they’re cracking the code
of their dependence

and drinking

the milk
of their

condensation

L. K. Thayer

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