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Annie Grizzle

06 Jan Annie Grizzle

I LAY VERY WELL WITH FLEAS



: Human error imitation of a cicada. Generous with it’s dynamics, shyly, though contradictorily confident, comfortable as sound. Disassociating bellies. No startling pricks or edges. All the dynamics of the world sit high on the sonic register so that they could, depending, be taken as spoiled. Perfect infinity entirely looped.
The vessel from which the sound came, sitting large in front a brick wall, possibly had the effect of driving the sound out, towards me. Though, having nothing to do with me, it seemed to boomerang above my head, a sonic yo-yo or rubber band (without the snap). It was fluid, though tight, cycling :

and in a city with no deep end ( mixed labels ) the deep end’s the shallow end and the shallow end forgot to show up,
so,
where does that leave us on the floatie shipment? 6 green and
a blue and
yellow for gender neutral
inclined

a very important substance,
sliding

happily
swallowed .

The juice like the five understandings
pulp-less so smooth so
what is more common in you, empty? There’s
nothing in there ( missing spaces ,
you are filling them , you are told to )

Born on a Sunday and so royal,
are you walking with or for the centipede ?

Are you in it or is it calling you
inside
itself.
There is a doctor and a football, both in the belly, both of them ::

You are not walking with centipedes // the centipede // is walking for you,

 


 

Annie Grizzle has spent the last few years traveling and writing around the United States. She was the recipient of the 2013 Contemporary American Poetry Prize from the Chicago Poetry Press and is currently studying film at the University of Milwaukee.

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