t(w)o rise through metal
Such a rascal! Come sit.
Careful now;
Mommy's breasts sore
One more story but
firsta
simple
lesson bout school
Sweetie,
friends ill never
speakforyou
baby,
one can never be two
(
)
butjustone
saccharine
lolly
may get baby
through
folly
Recollection relies on the sore spots
Channels their magnetism
Assembles crude tapestries of metal into protean orbs of reflection
No common center - starry - fractured
Somehow centripetal
Wait with alacrity. Form grows thin,
form grows thinner. Flesh arms
striated, aping red ridges
of clay and boulder
Wait here; whittle the memory,
whittle away your own thumb
He'd rather you mount from behind. A mountain
spring bisects conifer from deciduous
Leaves sweep away down-stream
What rises from flesh
has stench, yet is supple
as symbol when altered
through pain
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