peeling potatoes;

i’m peeling
potatoes to peel potatoes.
thumbing-out their eyes; i’m thumbing-out
eyes to thumb-out eyes.

under lukewarm water,
peeling potatoes; i’m peeling
their skin into shivers.
thumbing-out their eyes; i’m thumbing-out

eyes into the disposal —
under lukewarm water.
let your dull blade guide
their skin into shivers.

nudging eyes; i’m nudging
eyes into the disposal.
writing poems; i’m writing
let your dull blade guide

your mind through the potatoes.
nudging eyes; i’m nudging
eyes into their orbits, or the disposal.
writing poems; i’m writing

poems to write poems
potatoes to peel potatoes

peeling
poems
writing
potatoes
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