* * *
The shape of his
head is not the shape
of the world. It satisfies itself
there.
Have some grapes. Two
breasts. Breathing behind them. Ships
just back out. He makes
the round in his head.
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Cheerful, Bob Perelman, in English Clear filters
* * *
only
one
in
the
whole
world
my
mother
byebye
biology
Jan 1
given the brain being an industrious
essay just beginning physically
un-inked and hopeful
and given the skeletal structure
rolling over and away from the heartbeat
galloping off ahead of the heartbeat
gambling and running back to wait for the heartbeat
Jim's I think drinking his heartbeat
always mentioning purple everybody's heartbeat
and given the cool brain riffing
through the smoke to the clear sky-writing
and given this conservative
forming and reforming of the letters
"boys will you burn the leaves?"
This industrious thing
can't be trusted
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