Quid/Itch
Poem by R L Swihart • Photo by Jim Chiesa
 


Buy a glossy of the fabulous bird
And a single match
 
Keep the bird above your desk
 
Skate through many gates, narrow of margin
Slaloming in mid-air
 
Separate the fruit and swallow the pit
 
A thousand nights remain


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