Still Life, 1928


             after Rufino Tamayo’s Naturaleza muerta, 1928

darling have you the time

to plumb to excavate

our necklines our swallow

away the smiling hour

to unwind to descend flesh

to rind, to wield the egg

tooth, peel white seconds

to thumb the cavities paired

our hands implied our mouths

manifest in the seeds we spit

from the core from the don’t mind

if I do our still closed eyes

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