Zero at the Bone: NaPoWriMo 2015, Day Five

A narrow shaft is seen
at your feet—too cool
for corn at noon.

A whiplash in the sun;
it was gone. I feel for
a transport but

never
a tighter breathing
and

An erasure from Emily Dickinson’s “A Narrow Fellow in the Grass.”

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