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keep yr both heels lifted
high above yr head
work is, we’re all sure,
a poor excuse for rules
mercy pockets burglar tools
but stalks from door to door
hopeful wields a rented ford
and searches for a little more
in spite of the police reports
neither will be seen or caught.
a feather in her handwriting falls faintly
beneath the steam on the surface of the mirror
covalent glyphs dribble down my chin
the first time i hear her, the look in her eyes
sun swirling across pepperbright skin
“what do you mean he kissed a leper?
“what’s the point in that? you kiss them
“and they fall apart.”