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where the wild things are

lead poisons,
mined out of matter
under hills,
filled with gold
or covered with it,
kissed by the sun.
girl uncovered,
kissed by the man
who holds her here
chained by lead words
to his bed
breasts rise and fall

unbeginning light
kisses the rise and fall
of the western hills
as she travels into the cleavage
of dreams
because wild things live there
and they are free
to chain their dreams
to vines.
Jack's grew beyond the ceiling.
Jack just drowns her
and makes her dreams
wither

though her father is already
dead
the sun still kisses the curves of hills,
and pencils mine lead treasure
where the sun is free to
go down
Moses,
calling freedom
for his people

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