Poems
*#1*
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*by buildings around rivers*
trace the contours - copper and iron
welded metal melt, everything buttressed
but the air inside them - above them
and under - and the chasing churn
leading from seas somewhere
stalled and stilted on watery planes
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*#2*
*those fleas that escaped *
if i am scratching
and you are scratching
and the moon is a ruby rashed
in the space
above the earth -
if my voice splits
in two, as schizophrenic
as before,
in multiple tongues
dancing naked
drawing shapes
on my face
on my legs
on my arms
on my teeth
on me -
why don't we go
make a baby?
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*#3*
*nostrum*
today is laser day
i swallow two pills
then rest
on a bed of plastic
under hot lamps
in an empty box
my eyes draw maps
on my eyelids
i design
escape
*#4*
*lymph node*
the lump
on my
trunk where
bubble
pop
run river
that reflect
flooded
chunks of hair
and bone
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*#5*
*cerebrum cheese*
The folding
of
a membrane
from
the wall
of
a cavity
over
an organ
with
its back to my wall
is
something rotten
or
incomplete.