Foiled

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I know better than to listen for aluminum inside.
The tartlet starlet has things to say.
Follow the lines around her eyes.

Even I
Want to serve her up a cup

Of coffee. But the aluminum shines,
Even twisted and kinked. Think
Of swimming its expanded knot:
In and out of guts
Jell-O molds, punch bowls
rainrust shack roofs
cardboard pageant cutouts.

Blink. Blink. Mid-
western Governor comic book battle.
Gorbachev’s Louis Vuitton. Face to face
With ourselves. Retract.

To help you sleep through the night.