
Words
I hear those paper sack words
Thrusting from a red
brick mouth
Emotional sand begins
To irritate the tender corners
of my eyes
Gushing his beacon eyes
Makes a blood fountain form
In me
Wants out
Then turns to water.
Published under maiden name Sue Furnas
in Sticks & Stones (1974-1975)
at St. Cloud State University
©1974-1975 Sue Kunitz
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