Jake's Flea Market

it never comes out the way it went in


there

there
on the green stage of that leaf that’s
a thespian breath in the costume of a ladybug see it

don’t disturb it’s
a breath in a costume too small
for a pregnancy look
with short legs the round boat of spots it wears is rowed
slowly up the leaf watch

i’ve watched costumes that colour
and with spots like that paddled
to the tops of leaves then
paddled to the bottoms then paddled
to one edge then paddled to the other paddled off
off the edges of such green worlds become
on the underside of leaves
costumes spotted and fire orange and round as suns rowed
across green skies over worlds below don’t don’t disturb the leaf
don’t

it’s a breath
in a ladybug costume plays
the role of a ladybug who looks
looks for something looks for a place to push
a womb out of a womb a white
a pale yellow womb first
one then another another more more many

looks for a place to leave
a bouquet of wombs leaned upon each other they’ll look
like rice grains leaned upon rice grains

when the womb is emptied
when the womb again has
vacancy for a fresh batch of wombs
that neverending breath’ll fly
that costume of a ladybug out
of the time in which we watch


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