Corina Copp
Pale Tomato (Illume)
as if the calm was blue. living for
opaque is washed
before a boat, close to the feathered light
before you get on it’s flashing
good night I go to
cherry bed; the skies still. the line
should only be genial boats
exciting seconds.
learn flashes, refuse each.
why the sea, how close as
tenuous nylon material
return to icebox, retinal
dressing room, hilarious to be held
in glass. look at waterway
on a table-hop life of vain eyes
I realize I hadn’t begun very
fast, very slow, recognize each
hero leaves his ship w/ wet listening
for overflame. ride had
tempestuously had vanished
down medium water
a light focusing back
possible apricot
we are scarcely tired
paper dots and take happily
out a limitless tooth surfaced, no help
needed, transforming
has movements. consent each
cut from matte black |
