Each Defeat
Please! Keep
reading me
Blake
because you're going to make
me the greatest
poet of
all time
Keep smoothing
the stones in the
driveway
let me fry an egg
on your ass
& I'll pick up
the mail.
I feel your
absence in
the morning
& imagine your
instant mouth
let me move
in with you—
Travelling
wrapping your limbs
on my back
I grow man woman
Child
I see wild wild wild
Keep letting the
day be massive
Unlicensed
Oh please have
my child
I'm a little
controlling
Prose has some
Magic. Morgan
had a
whore in
her lap. You
Big fisherman
I love my
Friends.
I want to lean
my everything
with you
make home for your hubris
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poem by Eileen Myles
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