This Is Not a Poem
Russell Brakefield

on cigarettes and driving on the right hand side of the road.
This is not a simple lesson in eugenics.

Left handed/eastern hemisphere peasouper.

Feel free to cough
the hiccough, "Is there no one there to hear me?"

Inside the uterus,
the cradle of a recessed filter.

You grasp at impregnability. You
brace for the reader's response:

the audience eating sandwiches in the parlor.

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