16th
without form to exhibit or am i suppposed to
leap horizontal on catholic 3 a.m. frame bed is theater
when i slay for 20 hours the fine seldom erotics
hairy descending calves to toe clusters served in tortured pieces
of interruption, elements divide as a heart—
shaped mathematical wrist swerve at the slipknots
every sweat you gave as emblem to my stony experiments
doubled over equal to other
women or entrances
the project means
i love lack of endpoint more than most of you story unravels
without form to exhibit
.
merely a list of pinkish colors i call your mouth
merely a seldom wedding dress i call your tongue
that grasps me as i am a nipple
that never appears on illusory stage for ovation.
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sara m. larsen
2002