Saturday

Ominousness

I.

realize
real eyes

real eyes
realize
real
lies

your curls
translate rivers

II.

mind
train's late.

translate
train slate:
gray-car
words
fall asleep
on
tongue-rail
mouth and
dream of
her
whorled
city of
an
ear

kisses on the neck
speak through flowers

III.

I
defer
the danger of
each touch

the melancholy
pleasure of
each blond
gaze

the opera of basil
leaves cheeks of
rouge and
tongues
of fugue
kisses




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