Allan Peterson

 

 

Any Given Moment

 
Revelation

 

 


Yanking smilax I received the gardener’s stigmata
a thorn through leather
and found at the mailbox a rabbit like referred pain
one side skinned by impact
The anatomist foxes took it the first night
I then saw a fisherman offshore
and before he made it bait by the steel hook
he lifted his arm to show me

and a silversides frantically swam in his hand

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 


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