the gravity of earth's pull
kinks its weight from moon to a splotch of yellow star
feathered- light gnarled
through a bedroom window
and you wonder if she cried
damn skippy
she did
you would. too
probably
if you were half a man
if you were half a man
if you were half a man
man-made whole in the mouth of an ocean,
a warm womb envelopes saviors and spoilers- ascension in one hand
a war in the other
[and they shall call his name emmanuel]
and the was
which never was
still isn't
i think. too
but can not be sure
once, a woman planted a tree which grew bent and jaggedy
on the day she left
it unearthed root
dragged worm and grub half-cross town
to replant itself outside her bedroom window
and at night
when she touches herself beneath downy cover
the tree grows harder
and harder still
m
Silver trophy winner
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This was a kid's tv program in Australia with a kangaroo lol...you give twist a bite of lemon with it! 