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Framed

Adam Fieled

Nailed, two, across— I
have been glimpsing me
from above, as a camera
would, I am a still, this
is a film, this has to be
framed, no, don’t hold,
I can’t, it’s an offstage
arm, both you & you
speak like I’m (so) not
here, I’m celluloid, I’m
varicose, vein-soft, fake-
bloody, cut, I can’t move,
you & you & I minted,
taped, uncensored, dead.



Adam Fieled

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