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June Storm, 04
darkens. how many stairs
at this forgotten address,
night with no light on the hall,
woodwork, footwork nine ten, eleven twelve
I have four teeth in my mouth
there,
gummed like the forefinger's rain,
keeping balance in the mirror
Saturday Morning
The night was a rope
I walked the tides.
tenderwet,
I gave a body to the light.
A mouth received the voice
October
no core to the blackness,
no core to the lightless source.
it goes on and on forever
the sky infinity scars
stars the land for a human
it goes on forever
and I,
this sick luck,
with it.
Jack
I'm resting, Jack.
String. I'm relaxed, Jack,
There's sunshine through the window.
Jack, that's sunshine.
There's a music box on top the
Refrigerator. Crank it,
Jack, I want to hear some music.
You're skeleton,
See more than hats
Let's hear some music, Jack.
Crank it,
Bones.
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