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ah
red lips
red buttons
eyelash well-trimmed.
google myself
once a blue afternoon.
the cannon call
foot to ball
a black flock instead.
woodpecker.
nail.
an eyelash shell.
blue.
14 is the night version.
you and me, bent.
what do
they call it,
parsimony?
the harmony,
parsing?
the harm in me,
parsing?
the harm in me,
the harm in me?
em/ilie kneifel is a sick slick, poet/critic, editor at The Puritan/Theta Wave, creator of CATCH/PLAYD8s, heartworms/blueberries, and also a list. find ’em at emiliekneifel.com, @emiliekneifel, and in Tiohtiá:ke, hopping and hoping.
This poem was originally published in Vallum issue 16:2 Fear.
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