Of Certain Acrobatics ~ Matthew Kosinski

He came early in the backseat:
She still splayed like shock; like love;
like the chrysalis mid-metamorphic climax.

          (And this all before two angelic potheads
descended from the heavens asking, “Do you
guys need a jump?” And yes, yes they did, &
thank you. “Do you guys have any weed?”)

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