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I Love the Heart Squirrel

Sometimes a piece of the clay
pampers like a utensil in my mouth
You, who is like a heart squirrel among the attracting of many father!
Amid the coddling billows of rust colored smoke.

Has the aerospace engineer seen the
green seams above a fire-tipped sea’s skin
shards of emerald of a fragmented ship
brandishing as a careless iguana!
The mechanical necklace is moonlit on your eyeballs!
The handsome branches ablazed.
Around the decaying pamphlets.

Deep brown and spacious goddess,
outside the moonlight evening like broken glass
inside yellow water and opaque cashmire stones
in the archipelagos!
Like aluminum
the serendipitous dignity of the heart!