CIRCE
Hair so damn good it eclipsed
her face. Nor could the pigs
keep up. It soon became clear
nakedness had little to do
with wherever they were going—
DISTURBED
It’s true you did not expect to see your neighbor
shitting into the flowerpot where you had kept
the spare key for your lover, but there you were
looking out onto the fire escape just before dawn
when you knew you should have stayed in bed—
Timothy Liu’s latest book of poems is Don’t Go Back To Sleep. New work appears in American Poetry Review and The Awl. He lives in Manhattan with his husband. http://timothyliu.net
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