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Objects I Enter when I am Alone

Michelle Greenblatt

used to long mornings, looping hours.
trying to conjure what you dispersed
into the wind which the roar in the tunnels

of my ears. moon, eye hole, thrashing
lip-hooked fish, objects I enter when
I am alone. with you. your silence

creating craters, my small suicidal
breaths coiling from my lungs, elixir
of your saliva still scorching my tongue

8.19.2005

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