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Writing on my sleeves, 
I visualize an invisible coupling 
of grassroots with starless sky, 
when I walk on the wailing earth. 

Hails big as sparrow eggs 
smash the bougainvillea blossoms. 
The wrestling clouds 
begin a storm. 

Witchcraft of the moon begins. 
The pubic curve of a rock 
holds a centipede 
wriggling, gnawing. 

A spider climbs the weatherbeaten 
cheekbone 
and indulges in navel-gazing.