Jennifer Compton. All the lonely people


all the lonely people






i cut my toenails and my fingernails
sitting on the back step in the morning sun


let the clippings fall where they would (like a nomad)
tweezed the menopausal hairs from off my hairy chin


then kicked my heels up as the rock and roll bird
called – rock and roll! rock and roll!


tell a dream …






the guts of it is
lucid 
disembodiment


my swelling mouth to
your unencumbered 
ear


do you want 
to steal
an apple?


day for night
we are on location
the crew intent


about their business
the tree
lit from within


a slick theft
you sly gent
nothing 


can be proven
in spite of footage
your legerdemain


do you always do
everything
as if it is on camera?


you whirl and sting
stop touching 
me


every touch
is like a kiss
every kiss is a nip


like this like this like this!

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