mine and yours: lips
that you've drawn
your lips completely
in and kept them constricted
as when you've been given
some terminal news:
the genetic polyneuropathy's stay
is day and night or the loco-
motive's come up the hill
and split your father near
in two and completely
from your gauze
of wounds suppose you had to
go on living if you
knew you knew you knew
you could've done something
about it and you let
the minute slip by inside
those lips. and listen:
time was early on
you'd lean in to kiss
that what have you
just lost and all of what's made them
red and fat and caress
-able is jaded in day in day out
pain they've turned tooth
and gum/chum and ache
that way and stay turned in,
toward the one tooth or two
that's left and the tongue
and the words done and un-
done on it as if those teeth
is a keep and will keep
and keeping them kept
will expect life from here
on out to ache like a sonofabitch
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