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genitive case
(synecdoche study)
I, of course, dummy
of the shopfront glass
twists and turns
belong to the way
but we are far past
take the fits of a snark
and all we carry on the voyage
cargo of monkey bananas
white sails tell the sea
belongings!
consider parts for the body
the city belongs
in this timber mist and stone
a long snore chimneys do
to the people!
and here are the hands of putting together
nine tenths though money in the bank
once were everywhere species
birds of a rooftop
wheat to the loaf
column figures on a laptop screen
the country belongs to
its rug out from under
bean for this milk cow
(say enchanted)
a thundering applause
and bow
my wilderness is yours
all rise
each creatures casts
in its extent
bird to the window
song, trill and lift
chattels of an inventory
land possessed
this world to its skin
a sunroof
planet to a revolution
a vision
let’s say heavenly
and music of the spheres
I am remembered in words
come cosmos, come to our senses
catch all alive
the bottle, its genius
won’t stuff it back
just this next dance is mine
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