held a stupid expression
its absence deceptive, patient
on the tongue
reaching yet unaware, then

perhaps by the warm window
it was sewn
off-white chosen for the curtain
of fat pushed against
flood red and soft purple stones

to be grown and tripping on bowed legs,
calling and crying

it matures if it will, quick as it
can bare
while sex grows up its wall
and high, idling
reaching yet unaware, then

takes nine to make
heads come through
like the colander

you look back to was,
half you, a raucous thing

after came
here nor there
a descent into
the purse of marbles
reaching yet unaware, then


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