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C.M. KEEHL

 

 

I AM ATTACHED TO EVERYTHING ATTACHED TO ME

 

on days before this I was less
myself/ am now       cultivating habits
pretending / I’ll never quit
in the year of the great lordless
landlocked/             in transient
 state made out lakes               teach
 me how to drown/ hypothesis             
to go/       further in/  folklore
comparing women/ me
 meaning/  nothing shocks

not anymore /even
 dog collar/ between

the great divide
my legs
am I laughing yet

smoking mouth cool/ carbon
steal(ing)/ money   but not
clumsier/ oftwins
falling from               windows
half story/ half dressed
no beginning in site

to experience           construction
just this once/  twice
three pours/ tequila
to get into fight/ electric
 you homunculus   throw away
after each use

singing mute           & scraping teeth
against the roof/ satin
& buried                                     alive/I am
one/ who needs
to be convinced
attaching everything
attached to me.

 

 

 

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C.M. Keehl is a poet & tree admirer living in the forest of Michigan with her dog. She has a microchap UNTIL THE FOXES with Ghost City Press & a chap forthcoming with Reality Beach. Recent poems appear in Souvenir Lit, Heavy Feather Review & Public Pool. She tweets @cmkeehl