Chaz Keats

Aphrodite in bed sheets.
Persephone fallen into my arms.
20.
Professional collector
of dreams and other oddities.
[x.]

You would not recognize me.
Mine is the face which blooms in
The dank mirrors of washrooms
As you grope for the light switch.

—from The Tourist from Syracuse by Donald Justice 

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