Stone Girl Poem by John Wieners

A simple poem
About love is what I want
To write: words
Without mystery, but
Shoulders touching
In a slow song,
Watching the
Words come out,
Like a snake
From its box, it winds
About our shoulders and
Neck like a noose.
We wait on the bed
Scaffold
To drop
Into its pit and hang
Hung up there.

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