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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