The Grass is Black/The Air is Pink

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feel me/read me/follow me

from ‘Splay Anthem’ written by Nathaniel Mackey

He and she sat stacked row on
row, politics twisting their
lips, an extended whistle,
warble where they thought
to embark…
As in Wrack Tavern they read
by ledge light, titled back on their
barstools, teetering, barely made
out what they saw…Talked muse,
told who he
called the muse redresses, decks
her in alternate cloth, draping her
hips,
cut just below ass-crack,ass
absconditus, broadcast
weft

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