Drew Milne, BALLOT


chessman chesswomen humming rose gas songs
over the flat and the vertical areas
fraying jeans, rubber thongs
nor it nor no remembrance what it was

gamma-ray spears of northern lights
way into the detail. like prices, colors, choice
persistently, at every set of lights
tough as beetles, the toys of peace

consorted with these few bookes, let me lye
so that theodore a. mayer with a cup had a son
a mortal thing so to immortalize
set in motion

whose fair skin, beamy eyes, like morning sun on snow
whose meades her armes drowne, or whose corne o’rflow

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