Rainmakerthe sky holds distant lovers —swimmers ![]() we skin the fish, scales flicker into the sink, evening sequins ![]() Inge in her pewter pants asks why don't I starve my unease ![]() languid Inge, even fish keep track ![]() my eggs aren't done unbuttoning ![]() my baby's cough won't fit into my hand it is a teacup tottering ![]() I can't roll the saucer down the driveway can I ![]() I don't want another child the baby weakens me, all my oil spent ![]() skin sistered to the drumming rain |
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