Poem: where windows open
where windows open, abandoned once or not thought
of
a breast that moves on its own, during the day
,night
a hand that wanders lonely in a room
when others, a speech of everlasting
skirted the avenues in search of
insects or birds, mentioned or read about
an afternoon, how to spend
torn up or cut, carded
scratched a surface into
there is a cure for that, the sunken part
vegetation, takes a mountain walk to disturb
an apple dissected or
broken for the trip
deluged by nature, how love is found out
to be overrun by amount
netting or small game
hyphenated compliments tied, a ball around a pole
faculty in a cold surrounding
afflicts an audience to participate, slow down, or
disappear
fold away, the need to be caressed
such small spaces occupy the heart.
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