Luster Comments

What flickers
with some delicacy

of feeling,

some hesitancy—
and then persists.

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What circles. What darts.

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Hunger

is like the inside
biting you.

"Like" is like
insomnia.

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These green cherry tomatoes;
their false pregnancies,

staked. Lustrous.

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"That's all I meant."

All I meant by
"witches."
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