The Sweater

Brown stripes over purple blue black
shoulders, plump with youth
ripe with fear.

Brown stripes on red hot green
roads, overdue or undercooked
aching to explode.

Brown stripes caught in a child’s eager
ears, pounding like visions
of a future birth gone bad.

– 2008

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