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ITERLOGUE (14

Fragile sense illuminated under
tricks wedged in accomplishment

Wretched compels ooze to choose
ceiling agenda and suspension

Strips of oblivion straddling piano
Chalk white room with oil spread

on bodies for daylong operation
Scalpel slices expectation of

wrinkles raised where mechanic
puts retina over each pile of flesh

Moist shells protect pride that
shields artificial tops from disaster

I avert glance dazzled by unknown
impulse suddenly grabbing wheel

stuck on outcome determined by
neighborhood I try to awaken

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ITERLOGUE (13

In a garden leaks dome of
plastic across the hedge

Mud attempts to drag brain
through narrow slits with

grunt between manicured
sections that fly from wound

in space above stone circle
Helmet of grey proceeds on

its unalterable course toward
the house of a man squirming

to admit cells gripped by fear
of layers surrounding a profile

prepared to experience why
nutrients are stored with

a full burst of rhetoric on
a dim stairway before noon