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A Quiet Place To Sweat

from Proto by The Jack McCoys

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Barreling through the fronds
Speckled with toads and butterfly slime
I sloped into a fever
And was tempted to abandon the path
For a quiet place to sweat
The gut of a dead trunk
A gallery of snakes

The moon is plaster of Paris
I’m a scrap of bark whittled to the stub
I chisel new topographies into the surfaces you told me not to touch
And your poison is slow
It’ll take me years to know that I’m gone

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from Proto, released January 1, 2000

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