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Wish Boneby Carol DesjarlaisAcross the plain slats Attempting to reconcile Skin memories muted With thin thoughts Potentially threatening To disrobe reality With wisps of wishes. The kind of man I thought you were Think you are now Long after planting Those wild flowers and peas Upon the mound beneath A monument so like all the others Leaning slightly to the left Is one I can understand. A gopher hole on the prairie Has burrowed near your bones To rest on raving season A thought clawing its way To the places of heart Allows for unearthed feelings Naked on the page Painful to the child Who would have preferred A moment with your bones When they had flesh upon them. |
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