Wednesday, July 8

Last View

the last view contains the mirror
kind of love ,not even days
is equal nights

where at nights are big eyes
bright, interstellar look-upons
an inch or 2 from
own my look-upons

the exam is smooth ;
the focus, carnivore,
lucky tree-swinger
, on the wonder yrs if strain;
bulbs as bulbuous
to close
& fortunates enough
to watch, the clock tic
wrapped up duvets in
white billowing again
the hair black sky up
is black billowing again

touching nostrils in
syncopated breathing
— carefully reclines lovers out from
light( or might wake, hear
herrrrr, herrrr) & slip
back in to the romance sleep.

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