sonnet 3

look at sunshine fizzing up in the glass
and declining pearline and lenticular
try the trick of lightness on me raise
the sun to my mouth when this drops

they will snap all this about who’s
gonna destroy whom and with what hang
from the neck or by it so killingly aslant
as in detroit leaning no lane discipline

baby the things you say are crazy so
compelled are we here in rented light
that the lawn whereon you sliced yr hand
with a splinter of bright glass is dead now

isn’t it love keeps us moving no or
yes more like summer to say yes it is

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