(Aha! there's my second book title! 'Poems from the haunted coat'. I have
this coat, history unknown, which seems to me to be haunted with poems. But
first books first.)
The following could be considered a sonnet, I suppose. It's about the fifth
draft.
Janet
*breath*
brush with that nightskin this dayskin.
tangential coatmerge. totem furs.
chimpgirl. panther.
chill chubby sunmemory with thinlimbed mist.
dimlysensed. vibrational. suspended.
extension. locus.
gamewisp smelltaste. hunter meatsweat.
turning. pacing. turning. pacing. focus.
flash flood of star-mangled breath
just outside the scent markers of the gang boss
just outside the territory of the tribe
as they sleep. snoring. gone. I alert
both eyes scanning
skin stretched wide
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Janet Jackson <[log in to unmask]>
www.proximity.webhop.net (Poetry)
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