Rule 30
       

friend I hear there's a hole
on the tops of our heads

that only one person who
finally comes along can see

and drops a kiss like a lamp
down into it so that we glow

like dummies as they look
into our faces like they're looking

out a window at Lake Superior
or the sea and find by that light

like you would by moonlight
the tiny islands we live on

just offshore and us waving

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