sister ocean show
never was my power deep
ask in dark or gorgeous bushes
whisper behind eternity
blowing delicious poison to bitter lips

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my thousand vast pools
look on as those are cut
they play together
and will be blue as spray at the center
kiss like a concrete corpse
I growl with rememberings

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when none are away
could one man show
why, from diamond petals
there springs frantic you,
embracing all broken candy--
dreams of openness & life under it..
listen & explore the porcelain word..
but after, my child, smear not the pink sky

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every dance is, perhaps, an easy
rhythm of smoke, sex & sweat
here above our elaborate footprints..
and summer melon sweet,
cool as sea honey..
their sordid thing beneath the corduroy night.
yesterday I lingered as the frogs' shadow blazed
peaceful & with almost a steel shine.
though women devour these tiny circles,
I will yet miss the lovely throb of it..


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