Quick Morning Poem
I wore no shirt last night everything was simple and beautiful.
Like the stars.
The cool breeze came in through the window  past the Singer into my mouthlike a tabla vibration
with all the implications of tightly stretched animal skinmaking the pulse quicken
with karate.

Quick Morning Poem

I wore no shirt last night everything was simple
and beautiful.

Like the stars.

The cool breeze came in through the window
past the Singer
into my mouth
like a tabla vibration

with all the implications
of tightly stretched animal skin
making the pulse quicken

with karate.

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