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Mandy


                                                                                         static   (blue)


                                                                                                      death            understood only


                                                                                                                                      as   death’s   photograph
                                                                                            ha ho he


                                                                                                             there is algorhythms


                                                                                       + subduxction                         for
                                                                                                                                                      them
                                                                                                                                                                     numerouses
                                                                                      reading aloud
                                                                                                       on the inside


                                                                                                                           that truant
                                                                                                                                                performance
                                                                                   so says E:


                                                                                              lemme
                                                                                                         give
                                                                                                               you
                                                                                                                     a
                                                                                                                            gift
                                                                                                                                  rapt
                                                                                                                                         peanut
                                                                                         Children
                                                                                                 of the
                                                                                                    New Drawn
                                                                                                                              (who didn’t do
                                                                                                                                         something
                                                                                              screen time                                   wrong)
                                                                                                   keeps touching
                                                                                                                     its face


           why  wouldn’t  I
                                        silverlight
                                                             stay
   cults                                                       in    full-screen
      never quite                                                                 mode?                         loose
                   need                                                                                                                                            words
      
      the        budgets
                                    they’re                                                               need that
                                                 prescribed                                                      blue shadow
                                                                                                                                        coming down
                                                                                                                               my nose
                                                                                                                                                  (don’t touch)


                 he’s got Joe Biden eyes



connection lost

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Anselm Berrigan

Anselm Berrigan is the poetry editor for the Brooklyn Rail. He lives and grew up in the somewhat lower part of Manhattan.

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