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The Tenacity

25 April 2020 Saturday Poetry Prompt: hold

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Dream skip halt
then the roundness of the room
the categories of menace
& the surreptitious contain all the virtues
you can reach here
That you hold onto a different picture
only says something
about that picture
Stars taking different perspectives
moving around
now & then & taking the lie
to all the charts you had before you
the novel was/ written
still you drifted into the obsessions
of genitals & mouthwash
Standing alone at the lake
bodies of small fishes I would never eat
ringing me like an ashtray
trying to conceive of anything, any of this
as more than mere chance
But you: you’re holding on



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