A Still Life of a First Draft

Some stanzas from a poem I'm working on called, tentatively, The Counting Keys
Got me anthrax
called sugarfoot.
Got turnstiles
willed for hogweed.
Little labrum
of cold pennytone.
Browsing software
for crania.
Holy quote:
not found error.
Dislike, the holy
cake labret.
Inoculation
& then collection.
Puts the lac
in shellac.
Into ether
& jelly stop.


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