they tell me that a .38 caliber
metal teardrop
copper-tipped life changer
doll-face destroyer
just below the right eye
makes me - special

slack face silent
word-searching
volunteer empaths
holders of the one
Right word that will
change me back -
bullet antithesis
narrowly missed
by an almost

Spies

Inching into position
the vacation spies
happily happen upon
moon ripe, belly breath me

his knees are grinding
into the wet, lake possessed
earth

I stretch into admiring shapes

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