lasalle

how did I end up here
curled up on this couch?
where did you learn such a bold wink
whisking me off to your bedroom?
mousey toy
this continent is lit by the holocaust
beneath my ribs (between my lips)
mousey toy
how did two tiny ribbons untie
and unfold into a lime tree?
then to darken a room for other men
a dove hit mid-flight turns away



how did i end up here

the pervasive cedar smells

the stumbling upon broken glass beaches

a marked absence lined with paint and dirt pits

scrambling up cliffs to escape the oncoming bog

not yet censored, the layers remain hidden

do kids still hang out beneath bridges?

disarmingly so

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