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Spaghetti knots

The dove in the hat

I’m sure I’m supposed to say

something to the slobbery spit

in front of me

but I can’t remember

the words

even though they clap

and holler

and watch a smile crawl

as the baby drools my name,

or whatever it’s been digested down to

like a magician’s trying to remember

their first trick with worn, useless cards:



The bird’s on the ground

and I say

don’t you know you’re

not supposed to

walk around when

you got wings

and the bird looks

at me

clumped in my chair

loose with a cigarette

for a worm

and fried hair for more

and probably wishes

it could say the same


Two racoons are caught

in the net of my gazebo

after being the kings of garbage

and I just listen

as they scratch

and moan

and rot inside

till they are free

from the responsibility of royalty

and I can add them to

another king’s pile

About kacperniburski

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