Breeding

What to do
but breed
the air
with meaning –

take the blank
and dye it
in the dark
until it’s leaning

into one big
rank and bleeding
virulence –
or shake it

into something
bright, self-evidently
frank, and light –
whose tight insistent

circumcision
of a moral candor
bleaches everything
to white?

Perception
longs
for wrong
and right.

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