Thursday, May 20, 2021

A Tad Late: Poems 05/19/2021

Needle Skip  

Hunted, calico 
comes the sunset. Twelve hours ago I woke
remembered you and wept. 

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Mortar flakes, gurgling paste
flooding the Loop, submerged flounder
pedals limp shoot betwixt lunar 
lagoons - I have seen and I am
EMPLORING TO TESTIFY,
I've enough coupons to take
every juror's family members to trial 
and still click ruby red shoes.  
It's the sun that chaps my lips so. 
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