The fish hook lodged in my brainprobes its freakish proximity
with the harpoon throbbingbehind my sternum. Raspberry
gasoline telescopes dazzlemy little boat, ignite kindling
left in parachutes recklessto merge with clouds. Walnut
lobotomy, your third eye blinksat my robot’s nutcracker doll
as if trying on scissors wasn’tenough ecstasy. Excuse me
for asking, but isn’t thatyour armed battle tank revving
under my vegetable garden’stopsoil? Heroic memories
dismantled, we disentanglethe glacial wine of tarot,
thread ripcord lacings of bootsmade less for walking.
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