Observe Me Full

Khaty Xiong

     Once more the Sanger coyotes plotting moon belly-deep —

is it you in this shade & demon     fasting sword in bones now


     bully me     your allegiance



     How spring warrants new species     the ficus father planted as a boy

when a pair of shoes was still a dream over the Xiangkhouang plains —

     aubades unable to cue     & to cure     the color of your descent


              olive     garden & dung


so we reach for our waists & sway…



Is it you in this space & hole     whetting with hands borrowed from height of iron

     opium flayed presence     my persistence that does not obey     are you

inside —


     our blood & oil for clan     first the muscle     evening news

          & the last to hear

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