After Effects

minute coldness purses the air pressure
silver now attuned to forward gait
at clipped inch epidemic
hatched by syrup and by pulse

Mother Suppressive do you
use your stuttering baton on me
what do you wrap your vision in
the Wall Street J or Christian Science M
or cigarette sheets glued together

we have in common these pat feeble ministries
the span dex round the eiderdown
the pristine mix of hedgerow under star winks
naked in remembered rain

islands of apres-midi give lift to
film of reciprocity
cast-iron familiarity
attenuating in the presence of distortion
maybe information-thin yet dusted with sage
in hope of many ironies

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