“Proud Passerby”

19 Feb

“Proud Passerby”

We’re proud of you

when the healing comes tonight

when the bough shakes embers

through banana rowboats,

when the headlights come tonight:

a wounded boat on a torn sea

hook to sinker, a blister pops

peeled by an alabaster blaze of line

illegal girl poetry by scissors lie

which smudges fish lips to fingertips

trout look-out towers to antelopes

sewed to jackals’ backs,

hard-rode to sundown

scared skeletons made of feathers

a slashed sailor hunting hurt

for a cooked kiss.

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