Howver

through holes
embryo pixilated
as pussy willow bones

narrow the shove
(resurrection)

fawning in suspicious ways

what crossed so many highways
parallel-veined
nomads click teeth

against the bowstring
time

drop lens

deal narcolepsy’s
glasspaper shoreline

birds strut

into superficial
laxity, bright

donor

W.B. Keckler


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