LIII

James Wagner

Ken claimsthe sun’s no sun touching!

Comes the last husbands pushing out at, sea affronted

the dosing dose as sun severs.

Cut hiseyes out brutal. As woman

let’s go own his ire,

for I sing       trespass     lose eternally

tracing end’s though, so send hergradients, as woman

you exploring and balding, don’tthey embarrass manners

occulted he’ll otherwise point      key the night

enter veracities you liturgicallypromise.

Vulvaslaugh on terror      probably

last dusk part of us can knock andstand as occupants

one miserable poinsettia and onemiserable tea and pour.

Laugh on terror, the ambulant        baiting, can’t see

immutable, equal, solo

my cellar a card of horses on high.

Whitelocals sing for their certain negation,

white local tenements   can tar water,

milk   nose pieces.

Can you enter she a city encodes

quelling again   house tall and spoken.