Today's poem is by Cynthia Bargar

Snake Duplex i
       

Not in a Tinder-ish way, but let's meet up.
Think magician, but suspect ghost.         Quiet ghost.

        Minus magic rabbits, the quiet ghost keeps
        Busy collaging incongruity.

Busy busy incongruity:
Like a snake wrapped around a damsel's neck.

        Snake-wrapped (not shrink-wrapped), sacred choker.
        Weeds in my garden shouting you'd better come,

You'd better, as they weed-wrap the cosmos, but
I crave more sleep. Want to linger, to burrow.

        I want you to know, when I crave, I burrow,
        Scratchy blanket from which no exit.

Scratching at the blanket, I unlatch quiet.
Not a hint of Tinder. Let's meet up.

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from Sugar House Review
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