Seduction
You’ve been on
my mind, awhile
Slide
down
a little further
and
we can both get comfortable
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Creatureless Comfort
I watch the skin of my brother’s leg
peel back, set to flame;
uncurling
cardboard, turning slowly black.
I cannot change, remain the
same for ages;
able to do anything, yet
unwilling in the final stages.
I find blame in the least thing.
I implicate, sentence -
execute:
it doesn’t matter what you say.
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Sex Reared
Sex reared its ugly head
She said -
So I took her to bed
She didn’t have to
Worry or wonder, or
Be smart instead
Sexed her rear,
Vexed her tears:
Oh, what an ass I led
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Lines To My Animal
I watch my dog hunting
among the grasses:
for burrowed mice and swallows
He is himself unusually adept
at camouflage; snuffling
more than discovery allows
The mild reflecting light
of middle December
has not yet shut down the dream
I become with him: wild
and unforgetting, caught
by a furious king in temporary need
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Spiced Honey
Every day I taste the lingering
sweetness,
watch the slow golden slide of the
honey, as
it slips into my drink
I think of gliding
into your live places, that
envelop me
in what’s most real and deep:
arising magically, even as I sink again
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