my fantasies remain
and almost entirely
lack extravagance
no superpowers
wish i for myself
or any else
they're more
storybook imaginings
for instance-
a moon
a body of water
(the moon therein reflected)
a woman
our sunbaked limbs
the drape of rumpled linen
a bottle of ouzo
a tongueless kiss
the aftertaste of anis
and in the morning
eggs and cheese
strong coffee
and a good guitar
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