Bundled as grapes & handgrenades:
penalties
& sluices,
postapocalyptic hairshirt for
a
gussied avenger
or
defender or some other
kind
of pansy saint I can
make
a rainstorm with my
hands
by thinking about
how all the sleek fish are better than me,
the sleeked psychics &
usurers:
Fear
of Spiders
Fear
of Wounds to the Hands
Please do not touch this ovoid. It is in need of repair.
In my dream the river broke, her face broke & was your face
underneath.
The window exploded onto my hands. Lateral cuts like a new tattoo.
I’m sorry for my dreams where things break.
Walking on the sharp stones is reflexology.
Couldn’t
follow you into
the
cotton tunnel didn’t want to
want
to
kiss you in the art.
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