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Jacqueline Tedrow


A man hangs himself
On the tree of life
Trying to figure how to get himself down

His skin is a canvas
For tattoos
Signals, squiggles, symbols

On his forehead
The Star of David scrawled in light
Double pyramid made of touch and sound

On days when he is straight
And hates to feel
He travels backwards through the center going down

Whirling like a Dervish
Sufi missile
He travels at the speed of sound
And lands on the other side
No sound
And Magdalene
Spreads her skirt
And offers bed


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