The Touch
what thinking
demands
walking
along Sugar
loaf Mont s rim
round valley up this
side
overgrown pines
just beyond smoke
waft ing of a pungency
nuclear waste management facility
restricted access
was also her on paper
felt skin itch up
bristle her black
hairs
arch on beyond words
dive is into without a
sound.
Could longer
at least strip down to
linger "there" see you
loosely
held together
"We have a complex
relationship.
"My father was a garbage
man. Picked up the dead
the near dead:
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