Itch

right there
right there
ahhhh
thank you
without you
there are places
I would never reach
without you
parts of me
I would never meet

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Itch

The Visit

from my window across
an empty street
I join them
for a moment of joy

in one arm
her baby
at the end of the other
hip high
her daughter in red
dances
into the county jail

I reckon she

is on her way
to free her father
with
a visit