A Fine Specimen
That woman over there,
wearing a lead corset to keep herself
from evaporating into the night,
her vertebrae singing to the sleeping sparrows,
snow falling from her tongue
while she listens to the incessant hum
of the universe.
[LSS, 1/3/22]
Prairie Dawn
She once modeled for the artist
who created all those billboards
on the sides of abandoned barns
in western Kansas, all those farmers’
wives with mechanical arms forever
raising and lowering a steaming
cup of coffee they will never drink.
[LSS, 1/3/22]
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