Wednesday, December 16, 2015


POET COOPER
Lost Tooth

in the bathroom sink—the red
bull dances, dances

one wheel up over the curb, lifted
white primer truck, with aftermarket

fenders.  The lost tooth
in the bathroom sink the red bull

dances, dances, the boy with ink hands screaming on
a street tattoos wings on the open

mouthed buildings, the lost
tooth in the bathroom sink the red

stained towel held
to her opened skull

Widow-maker draws her smiles in lap
dance-chances, romances, our names

lost in bathroom
sinks where we mirror eyed

red bull dances, dances.

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