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 The Danger 
 
In this American dangle 
this undocumented chad 
this penis peninsula 
the Homeless in black and bee keeper's helmets 
steer baby carriages into the the lizard grass looking for sweet Melissa
 
In the heat of no escape 
bullets problem solve 
remember the smell of cap guns? 
that addictive puff of sulphide and potassium 
that miasma Southern hard on
 
I have an anchor around my neck 
an anchor as big as Anchorage 
I lick your icy map 
soul kiss your interior 
a rope tightens around my Eve's apple 
when she pulls it tighter this hot world becomes 
a pinprick of light
 
This Google world is zoned twilight 
I earthquake black hole disappear 
I did not know that nighttime frog static was a love call
 
My cuntheart on the cold moon 
sends me sweatered missives about her rainy July 
I am outside the diagram of Venn and need 
to auto correct, to mind the gap 
to find a home in the fatal error
 
  
                             Vicki Iorio
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