House of the Tomato

If a woman wants to be a poet, she must dwell in the house of the tomato. -- Erica Jong

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Imperative

Even though I am not sure what to do with my "dictionary" poems from a narrative arc standpoint, I still write them.

im / per / a / tive

1: A peremptory blond
puts me in a diagram,
ignores the women's room
even though I can hear
a small fan 
        -fueled echo.

2: Her grainy tongue 
licks the end 
of a pock-marked pencil.

3: I admire her riding coat,
its box pleats.

4: She doesn't care for obtuse-
ness from any angle and talks
in four corners
in four corners
in four corners
in four cor
       -ners.

5: I shrink to a point,
backing away from the grid
-lines,
      impervious to schematics.

6: I find truth
doesn't square 
with the emphasis.

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