{"id":2796,"date":"2019-12-22T06:55:18","date_gmt":"2019-12-22T10:55:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/?p=2796"},"modified":"2019-12-18T22:59:27","modified_gmt":"2019-12-19T02:59:27","slug":"reacted","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/2019\/12\/22\/reacted\/","title":{"rendered":"Reacted"},"content":{"rendered":"

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He said everything reacted to is<\/span>\u00a0an inner unexamined landscape.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

The upward dirt of heat, toe to eye, <\/span>pushed down truths, raw and damp.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Where do I go to find a source?<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Cement porches of Nixon’s men,<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 the prenatal flow of college sex,<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 the bloated flask, anesthesia\u2019s great water.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I am a real creator and <\/span>to the holy list is added: <\/span>I wasn\u2019t sayin’ it…<\/em><\/span>I was layin\u2019 rottin\u2019—<\/em><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

There is a line of wet seeds <\/span>thrusting out of my mouth now.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

This quaint story of an older <\/span>woman held back until\u00a0<\/span>she shreds tan cardigans <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

giving birth to a bouquet of pungent barbs.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

There is a certain sweet sourness to a found voice:<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Disjointed edges, squinting heart, the lovely lunatic.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

It can\u2019t be stopped.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>I say things now. <\/span>You\u2019ll have to adjust.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

It <\/span>is a dangerous field full of deaf crickets.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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