I learned new tricks
practiced them until
it was not pleasing
or didn't work as well
or time or an accident
disguised my attempts
everything for the pleasure
of others in one way
trying too hard to balance
poetics force gravity magic
sweat satin salt reptiles good looks
youth a game played on a flat surface
part of the tool a homemade shovel
they told me to make my own then dig
hot sun overhead with low overhead
I licked my hand pretended it was you.
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