Wikipedia Poem, No. 228

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“…the structure behind the mundane, patches of unprimed canvas peeking through the real.” Ben Lerner

 

do
chambering beams move light tightly
make

think
fire says womb
fire the brute it is

well transfixed be
tir de barrage heat
ripple the ground

the ground
ripples an abstract tonare
overheating form fires mast

interior cradlelike
high-technology
deep light combing

zips back
of the soft-rifle
anybody sick soon

blooded for toward
ripple hangs on
cultivated land

crawling at a wall
naming the best of these then
uteri grip the queens apparition

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