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Prospector
I find cries
where they were words:
in a lung.
I give the remains to a book,
work all night.
Gedichte zum Thema: lung
Gedichte zum Thema „lung“ auf Poets.by.
Bad analogy
A ripe sweet pepper
may look like a heart
but is really more like
a lung—full of naught.
Often enough, its seedy knob
has already begun to rot.
It isn’t any sort of pump,
nor does its plumpness come
from love’s leaven.
Most damning of all:
despite being red, and a pepper,
it is not hot.
* * *
lungs
felt
nicely
mitred