-after Lillian Necakov
to buy gold refinance my ulcers
keep a generator muttering new manifestos
in my basement keep cans of lima beans and cash
enough for 15 youtube craniotomies when the war or the riots
or the asteroids never hit
but what does come is this mayonnaise body travelling through lists
what does come is this not listening to my daughter as she tells
me about what the sky looks like underwater
what does come is the numbing of the nipples
dry of milk what does come is a long afternoon
trying not to sleep in a mannequin bath
what does come is coffee which doesn’t coffee
and liquor i can’t kiss
when the sun unzips i will be already shaved and copied
a rooted prop growing under the earth mirroring each
of my missteps but now the beetles have chewed off the warning
labels and the seeds have gone to seed and the maggots fly
unwinged in the broth but i have safety goggles
and i have all of you to hold from down here
still growing upward lifting with
these lilting prayers these
greenveined psalms
in my wrists
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