I develop you while walking the way I know
Home-
The day is hot- the sea is foam:
I have two beers in a plastic sack and a serpent
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Pleasant words for lovers in espionage
Thought out as the spines of flowers trapped in
The teeth of dancing foxes who are
Just learning the first words of a bucolic country
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Lashed upon the teeter-totters of some milkweed
Park
The butterflies have spent across like burning paper
Bleeding and now across whose shoulder blades
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This is not the only thing I stole tonight:
Here are my fingerprints running down your sister’s
Sand dollars while your brother was out trying on
His bicycle, and you gave all of your kisses
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Blue gill in the lake of my childhood
Underneath the burning sugarcane of my childhood
Which I never truly saw:
Nor were there stolen bicycles in the canal,
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Some pretty flask tossed into the canal
Sleeping in the alligator’s bed as he dreams of Girls
As the witches fly over their housewife cousins:
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Clouds the color of young gods
Leaping or breathed from the lips of a plum eating
Dragon
Like mist rising from a petit lake from a land where
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Lost pageantry of a cenotaph’s art form
Dances in a carousel of hard licks
While the rain makes bereaving motions against
The window in the house where everyone has left;
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Illusions in a fluted world practice
All kinds of mimicries, while the sad poetess
Weeps underneath her gravestone in a
Record heat wave:
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Underneath of a rose the jaundice pinpricks
Of another metamorphosis of things- your friends
Here in the undefined colors
While tourists move and gesticulate to the sea
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