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March 5, 2018

punished
full of meat
so heavy with stuff
it is shameful
taking a part of the world
to keep within, to transform
for oneself, an engine
of fertilizer and mulch
the world passes these lips
and that little corner of it
growing in the stomach
is a world I need
but never w...

March 5, 2018

I ate ice cream in cups on account
of a tongue too short
not sickly or any less lumpen than they come
but sewn into the mouth
as by threads too tight, holding its reach
with taut cords beneath
the lower incisors and among that slick realm
of bumps and pink glands we on...

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