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THE RED AND THE BLACK
the tight places
Looking for her
in
the tight places.
Red pressed
against black:
a petal.
Every color
overfull
of blood and shadow.
Between form
and substance
a narrowing:
she won't leave
the tight places.
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Cogwheels
the tight places
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vertigo
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capricorn
my love it is an iris
winter
the object
eurydice
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