
Boundary Waters
Beyond the Pale no one goes, within or without. Here it's important in sleep consistent without presence of a towering idol. The trestles of viaducts, shelter for working men. Rock salt covers calloused hands. As for myself, I require, the birth of every desire. Palm print saying I need to wrestle with all the trees. Remittance Man He plants the rough kiss on the left of her cheek. It brings to mind a former motive and base moves. She gauges intentions out of a pale archway, by her sleight of hand. It's understood why he continues. In the arched smile, warming a window. It’s a great day in the morning. Neither knew she was equal, to expanding sets of mere explosion. Of good luck aware, the washstand brings. Where with mascara her eyes are opened. A Super Deluxe Poetry Showcase for Michael Igoe (early-mid 2021) Poetry by Michael Igoe: Chaser & In Garnet Light Last Frontier by Michael Igoe (Prose stories) Last Frontier