Sequence #5
hold out for any pair of sockets ….. beach grass has sharp blades for ladders …. remember the plankton ……. it glittered in the sway …… come up to my hip …. cross over …. I never beg …….. except during sex …….. that was so long ago .. I’ve forgotten …… your sequential thumbnails ….. why are we restless … insects understand their motives ………… the medulla organizes brittle flashes .. you continue to break into my kitchen .. I leave the lights on all night …….. you won’t stop .. I’ll have to bait a trap …. drive you to the outskirts ……. catch and release
by Beth Coyote
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I am glad I came across your site and poem -I enjoyed hearing you read it. I have to say even though I am not sure who you are referring to as your kitchen visitor-having just rid ourselves of our own kitchen visitor-not quite as nice as you suggest (there was a cat involved) I could relate.
Thanks for your comments. Very odd for me to hear myself read a poem! I am more used to poetry readings with a live audience. My kitchen visitor is more ghostly…