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Peg Duthie

thank g-d i didn’t meet you
until it was far too late
for any nonsense about being good
for each other

and thus no need to apply
the defining edges
of sugar-cookie cutters
and compatible paradises
to the doughs and the donuts
of each other’s deities.

instead, we hover
at the fringes and knots
of each other’s holidays,
unbraiding the rules

while blood surges toward blood,
stream and system flooding sweet
with honey and carrion,
tossing out the tablets
with the cheeseburger wrappers
and Chinese takeout cartons

when we kiss, we are
the bubbling-overness
of a minor cosmic joke
and also its sting

Peg Duthie

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