Flattened
Her eyes reflect on a canary song
projecting far like echo
as he mends a leg of the chair
a tear splashes near her rusted breath
but fails to ventilate its aim
as he turns away and sighs
words leave them alone words exchanged
climb upwards once: the empty cistern
hollow sound they share
crisp dreams from youth lie
dormant as silent tune
flattens when dusk approaches
her breast flattens for the mammogram
holding your breath outside in silence
the wrong seed lurks in the apple
vacation for this spring put
in remission as flat surface of the blade
levels her
wrong formula for new life form
and he fiddles desperately with
leg of the fucking chair
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