Thursday, March 3, 2022

Knot

marriage ties

the slip of the noose

and shoelaces

corded keeper of histories


tightly wound 

uncomfortably bound

stomach all tied up in

the lump in your throat

tongue tied


sometimes sacred

Isis had one

but so can a dog’s dick 

check the wood


or do the math, ends joined irrevocably

as a rope to a boat

or its speed in the water


difficult 

even unsolvable

or solved with violence 

like Alexander


but let’s not

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