BUMMER AND LAZARUS
I read the books
of discoveries
of men
they mark the burning
with a flag
their ratting talent
and unique bond
I look up
to find the whole
Quarterly aglow
What happened
to the relational empire
of the never-ending gaze?
I name all the owners
of this district
say how much
each of them has
to love more
I breathe wanting
the interlocked grills
to open me
splinter our clothed
& unpenetrated bodies
The death of Lazarus
precedes the death of Bummer
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