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Where is the river that was here?

I would very much like to see it

The shirtless man yells in Bickford Park

Hours after leaving       Happy as Lazarus

I pulled the cord at the side of the building

Watched my life give out from underneath

Like the elevator clicking as it climbs each floor

Finally giving in to free fall     We fought

I walked through the Annex at 4 a.m.

A woman clad in white floated toward me

The fabric of her track pants      Illuminated

The next morning you trimmed my hair

on the balcony        Cut rotten peaches

The knife slicing through the softened pits

Easy-peasy     Last summer one such core

Housed a black hard-shelled insect

An earwig in the pit of my nectarine

Impulses driven by base desires

We had our fill of mourning music

and stood in the ear of Dionysus

Wriggling       I had to look away

Can we visit the bird that dive-bombs

pedestrians in Liberty Village?

The park littered with face masks

Mounds of potato chips     Alluvial

We restored the warm and fuzzies

A caterpillar in my brain      Ferrofluid

on glass with a magnet underneath