Found Poetry 920

1/24/22

I am not liable for my dot
my pounds on the earth
like dimpled soil in freezing temperature
I dwell, condensing

a loose-fitting smile
they try for my pocket money
I make them all yelp
with arctic defense

I smell their nowfear
binomial suddenness
my choice reverberating
their blood like soap
in your imagination

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