CB (May 3,1962 / United States)


Deep mahogany desk
Rifled with pockets
Tucked with cheesiness
And cheers, silent and complete,
Wondering if the past repeats
Or renews a dead thing.
A hint drips
Like heated stew between
Pointed stares and hushed
Ears, lacquered clean by
Pirouetting cats and kittens
Covered in cream.
I jog in place, slipping,
Down a manicured slide
Waiting for the Choctaw

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