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Black Market Takes the Established System of Commerce

Two wolves lay in the court at dawn -- still hot

from the tip-off, rebound, block -- I see the young'n

who thought he had it, so close he had it ... but your hands

& with them your body --

locomotive after loco-motive

comes & I am bound to the

perpendiculars by my wrists & ankles, hair wild as an ostrich's

back. Tell me, is my whole body worth your arriving

to the station -- dame & kerchief, cowhide satchel, fool goodbye?

I am not afraid. Not

tearful. Your freight rhythm

on cauldron rails hits & Dizzy

scats on the sidelines while Louie sings you go to my head. I am un-

winding, color-kin to coral and dissolving. Is the station full or

emptied? Will you imagine the division (or) high-lit, steel-heavy,

push your hands

into the coals

(call this)

& watch my body travel?

-- C. M. Burroughs

C.M. Burroughs lives in Bloomfield and teaches at the University of Pittsburgh. Her publications include PLUCK!, Bat City Review, Texas Poetry Journal and Cave Canem's 10x10 Series. Many writers featured in Chapter & Verse are guests of Prosody, produced by Jan Beatty and Ellen Wadey. Prosody airs Tuesdays night at 7 p.m. on independent radio, WYEP 91.3 FM.

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