Monday, December 30, 2019

Mercury

There's a thermometer resting on the bed
Mercury, operated on by repeated dilations
Breathes a soft, tender afterglow;
A series of numbers, up and down
A running fever, distant to sound
The thermometer breathes, along the ground.

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