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Miike Rogers Poem
The Old Fisherman got a new truck.
A cranberry Chevy.
The people who sell his face
gave it to him.
It replaces the old Ford
with wood side panels
which hold back the barrels,
his catch.
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Miike Rogers Poem
Mercury in Retrograde
The stars play
troublesome pranks.
Send us back where we began
back again.
We crash we wake
and seethe,
like the pull from the moon
at night
on sand.
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Miike Rogers Poem
It is at that repetitive
moment,
when two try so hard to become
one.
Under quilt and comfort
and comforter and
sheet and down
under cotton
under skin
A beast with four tangled legs,
two backs, heads peering,
eye's closed over shoulders,
one dangling arm, numb.
It is at that repetitive
moment
when cords reach, connect
Try so hard to become
one.
A heat that sooths and quenches
our inherent need for a
Siamese sibling.
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