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Nay, Orpheus

Bruce Covey

Dido, the drain is full of hair
Lightning might zap it into concrete
Impressionable stars carved into the street
& my owl into the bark
Only a drawing: Flush?
I heard you dug up all of your carrots
Eurydice diddling their ticklish extensions
While rabbit’s procreating nibble
Finally just kicks off from the bank
Anticipating sheerness everywhere else
Partly the puzzle, partly the amperage
The mean of cross stitch & Penelope
The overlap—moment & location—
Of Helen’s and Athena’s, who share
The same blossoming leg
Slim & muscular, a vector



Bruce Covey

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