I Have Seen The Sun
I have seen the sun
underneath your palm 
 
You are holding a gun
between your toes 
 
Between your lips
I am inspecting
a mop 
 
We are talking, your mouth
is the back of a salmon
Don't go
A Bulletin of Surrealism, Poetry, and Revolution
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