Date:   8/15/2007 3:01:47 AM ( 17 y ago)
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husband was my exercise mat
light push-ups was a window pane
to that he's out asleep
when he perks I'll have picollo lips
muffle polka
whistle different skill
I feel his ribs as I stretch mine through them
passive and active, not just physical education
but poetry as I wipe my brown on the canopy blanket
with no hands and hear a singer with static like computerized aging
vocally but is that centered when tries are to revive otherwise
for the rise of resistance that is operable for discovery
like a chew that's not an ax, not crushed by a soak somehow branched
or nature with brain as exhileration that can give its own hill turn
like a chin not exhausted from mastication to tip savor
as not too busy to breastfeed
 

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