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June 23, 2016 | Poetry

2 Poems

Wendy C. Ortiz

2 Poems photo

conjurer

washing the wound
in beer and poetry

when I hiked today I conjured
the word HEALING
similar to words I conjure
while cumming

I need all the help
the universe has to offer

I was dumb
even when I never fully believed
this lack
saves me now

you can’t feel this
you never could

when I drift up in you
I hope it’s with static

& black



conjurer

the spells I make 
(lips swollen 
hard 
bruised silk
thighs tense)
hurtle, become
more complex 
(cumming, the silent chant
erupts
)

I'm not even trying

(you can ruminate someone
right out of existence
)

not even trying 

image: Aaron Burch


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