21.

In a mitered box
50 tubes,
49 perfect,
one, pitch black,
dented from thumbs
that pushed out
the snake,
alive for 
a minute before
it was mashed,
swirled
and applied
as hearts,
legs as hearts.


22. 

Recount
the discounted 
theory
that the nose
is the seat 
of emotion.
The millipede
never showers,
but smells clean
as steel rolling
from a mill.
The sable in
the brush could
be a model.

Peter Waldor | Mudlark No. 36
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