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Salty Lake

from Nothing In Particular by Adam Balbo

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Sailing out to salty lake,
the idle signs are hanged on stakes.
The deputy of Martin Lake
was buried in the speedboat’s wake.
We’re hidden past the isle,
behind the cattail’s denial,
posing questions to the sky,
baiting it to crack a smile.

Our breasts rest sideways
under sand, elastic skies.
Kissing, eyelids closed,
mouth naked, no disguise.
Surprise, surprise, the night wind’s bright.
Makes lacerations on your eyes.
Suddenly the moon gets dark.
You wonder why the tree didn’t bark.

Let’s keep our voices low,
as to not wake the corn.
Tree stump, rotting throne,
our buried crown of thorns.
Our secret, public readings sound
by tombstones, gravel roads.
Noisy, leaf bed hunting grounds
in backyard, distant coves.

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from Nothing In Particular, released March 1, 2001

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