a.m.

Too slow, left seconds slough.
Air permits a slight, low-
throated only. Night glass disallows
perfunderous balsam poplar
although the woman is not
her neighbourhood�s keeper.
She sleeps and as she sleeps
suckles the pillow�s trim.
Trees stroke themselves.
Lace drips. A limp smirr
sheets. Lime leaves prosper.
Fox: dog-cough backwards.
Some ricti exist in this world
which are not dissimilar. Late
will he stir her mood
to dream skin of him.



�2006 by AnnMarie Eldon



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