pretty like the underbelly
of a dog -- hairs stray
unkempt yet uncommonly soft
out of place in a just-so way
like the profane secrets the Hasidim hide
or the tawdry confessions of a Zen monk
-- her beauty is predictable, reliable
one might number the steps
to heaven
by it
or sail a moon ship
into the ocean
blinded
by her sensible pumps
Tuesday, June 20, 2017
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