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from “All in black blood my love went riding”

In black blood I ride
Bite a raw fist
Sappy like a cyst

I fizzle       a dud
firework   Uncoupled
from your  anchor-hand
Intent on  charting

                the decline of the dodo

With all the empathy
of a venture capitalist
cleaning a mousetrap
I tie my shoelaces

                around your neck

I find you dead
a fetal puppy
hanging in alcohol—
I unscrew the jar

                crawl in beside you…

Posted 10/24/13
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