22.

poet

22.

 

Lo grasses—no guessing needed here—we are poet. Standard

issue, one per household, we are probably disconnected, one of a thousand

which belong in a museum made of thick paperback we are (every-

thing we have used and set aside still lies

somewhere) after-

image, responsible for ten thousand un-broadcasted channels, each of us

a thin reservoir of skin ruptured by lens

light like a plum squeezed in a fist.

 

afterimage

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