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remember

Posted to Action Poetry




i know what you did
when the clocks hit
with finger hands
straight into one
electric impulse
that flashed red
onto my screen
and told me
already processed
with clerical ability
dewey decimal answers
of back turned on the moment
that lit up my cigarette
while i laugh'd about
the first time i met
melissa the mountaineer
head hurtin from wine
and body needin
nicotene and touch
my shirt loose on
my usually constrained form
not detailed with
watercolor brushes
toes out of socks
in wiggly moments
the night
sight closed my eyes
and made me see your soul