WHAT IS IT?
hare lip
potato head
sleeping dog face
turned round twice
I saw explicit photographs
from the 1890s
of a forest
it was no forest
but they sure were
sexy trees
imagine your face
was puppies
echidnas
electrons
dwarf stars
ants
I walk
through the city
on postage stamp
legs
the city walks
on its basements
roots
hidden rivers
an electron
48
single
invisible
seeks electron
interested in
small things
hopes this winter
is the last
sad thing
my eyes
are dog–eared
tired
like a book
exhausted with
its own content
from the other side
a lake
is all other lakes
like words or
the face
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(Turn the image clockwise to see what it is. Thanks, Nadia Halim for sending me the image.)
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