alfie lee writing



earshot off
a fall, a puddling
of common blue-

bottle butter-
flies slap and dagger
round a sun whet

rouse, when one wrings
and throttles desperation
itself chased by it-

self-strung, ground-swept, spring
sprung latch, fitfully en-
jambed, only to land a-

in a dash of its own -
blink of a mind span


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