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Poems by Inchiki



 


Various Poisons



Various poisons
have given reality a twist
tweaked it into high peaks
or bathed it in light nectar
to hum softly in my blood

The air is curdled
and strikes my wet tongue
like so many tiny bees

Deep breath
rising to my temples
'tis sugar, sugar, sugar

10.7.98







the red notebook  1998