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December 29, 2016 Poetry

Second Engine

Sarah Bates

Second Engine photo

When I think about the room
of you

I think about small green
soldiers searching for Crater Lake

I think about Cleopatra wearing
the wrong sword, a man reading

about men, roman grace
and dumb sun, the extinction

of butterflies, his voice little like mine
At the top of Sugarloaf, I counted

lego pieces until they became blue trees
I saved chess pieces and cabin porn

I prayed over medium sized coolers,
a color disturbed by the Egyptian queen

I said weather
I want the weather of you

I asked for a blanket
and you gave me a pillow

image: Bryan Bowie