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Church Pants
electrical discharge on the tip the way
reaching a familiar then
in retrieval
a presentation about info.
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mature fatigue
thrice shot into two holes.
Warm holes. A magnum wand
dragged through the sooty bottom.
Shrank into beers, shrank. The sea
snapped timbers.
Ohio
and with torque the light
she began to speak
with her hands how
her mother wanted
at home mostly, to live some-
where, near her streets
with her cars, her lights
behind the hill that went
in success like a star
put off.
Feeling Intimacy
At dusk there shuffled in
the steaming ledge. He
arrived with spurs chilly
to touch. A hit of interest
stung his face.
Well then, there's evening.
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The next night the view
came into emptying
sparks of dirt in dull shine.
He fell intently to bed, pale,
moving typically as ice
in the hand moves away
into a damp towel.
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