Two Poems

from Butterfly Knot
recalcitrant quivering bough
a little pathos duck with abstract
Flood. His thought
bangles, and
a frizzy, pungent outline
while Toppy had lain dying
conscious again. When she was not
blue blanket, clenching one fist
hospital. The bloated
white cypher on the green, grassy
friend, almost tittering
for an outing - you pack
apple. But now
woman had put the unflinching window.
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