You named your pony Ice-pencil
Your pony-shadow Sorrow’s Backdoor
Through which you entered my room
And lay with me until you finally slept
Your eyelash-sails driven by a
dreamblue
Bloomed windward
remembrances
Ghostworldly mouths ovaling
soundlessly
Perfect smoke-zeroes O how very
Frank O
Hara-ishly the greedy words chomped
The bit and swam lickety-split seaward
Where love-moan-buoys bobbed blinkingly
Silent heart-tongued-songs the
memory-
Wound weeping a namegiving lullaby
What name did you give me in your sleep?
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