Inhabiting Circles
Conservative, she never swallowed
love—just chloroform carvings.
In the highway, cunts caused her security.
When she discovered the truth during
cunnlingus, such revelations
formed shy ambidextrous men coming clean
out of their heterosexual habits
to copped up doublegangers;
their covered bonds sundered into clipped wombs.
She asked
for compassion from a constipated
Jesus Christ,
finding clits in cupboards.
She spit,
trying to pour cubism into closets,
or into openings covered with
love.
She never spoke,
only called, just contemplating
about canned goods
staining petty lesbian hearts
as they comically waited
for shots in the light.
-by Tabitha Punger
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