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“Ghost Candy”

3 Jan

“Ghost Candy”

Through cellophane fingertips and all,

an artificial world beautiful

in the tip of a spyglass

the rip of an eyepatch

I’ll wait in the cold breath

abuse of a crystal choir

longing tongue and toes and all

recline slip of a lounge glass

and vests made of champagne

iron peckerwood, birds in flutes

and flu sung through kisses

smoke rings in palliative poem,

bird feather clothes,

rest of your heart

close your eyes for angels,

candy for the corner:

cravings for blind gloves.