Let us not revive father with the whiskey

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We met in the time of clouds
Of gulls going north to mercy and charm
Conversely I held self in check
That she not sunder me from her days and the ways

Every day pent and the tranquilizers unequal to the task
Of me and my spaghetti-stained shirt
Listening for Jayhawks when her seeming separate
That their minor chords would stand in for real minors

That Saturday night, Sunday morning where once again
I sensed shamed dancing in the front room
First time in so many years
And there’s so many reminders to the once-wife
The savage-cornered sharpness
The daisycutter mouth.

But call, call, i will not call
Her jury duty day against cocaine ways
And her all addict
Drunk drove on my doorstep,
In trenchcoat on skin
Then spent and done
With me and other stimulants

Kicked to the kerb and her crafting messages
For crisis communications
Yea, she’s a PR girl
And seeking the right spin me away like a used dancer

Her more interested in bathing and brushing of teeth
Than me kissing up her tears

Her cowboy boots boxed carefully

Like she’d gone with a pair of hammersmith’s tongs wrenching into my chest

The late-term girl dying septic in-between the false pretenses that
Her father fixed cars with Allmann brothers
She must needs play piano concerts with very straight back.
Only it all stripped sockets and un-straight screwdrivers

Them all memories of others
The dreams of broken brothers
The lot under a dry-tonguèd ground of a seaside town
Populated with dry-lungèd doctors and secretaries-at-law
Ante-bellum at tennis in hoop skirts and betting ponies at the track.

Her fisher,
Her hunter,
Grouper eating the hearts of the cyrhottic dead.

Let us try to not revive the dead with breaths of whiskey.

Let us not revive with whiskey-breaths the untimely dead.

…

Her cowboy boots boxed carefully

She’d gone to the teeth of that daisycutter mouth with a pair of hammersmith’s tongs

Stripped like sockets her father fixed cars with The Allmann Brothers

She must play piano with a very straight back.

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 New Zealand, “groper” refers to a type of wreckfish, Polyprion oxygeneios, which goes by theMāori name hāpuku.[3] In the Middle East, the fish is known as hammour, and is widely eaten, especially in the Persian Gulf region.[4][5]

Groupers are teleosts, typically having a stout body and a large mouth. They are not built for long-distance, fast swimming. They can be quite large, and lengths over a meter and weights up to 100 kg are not uncommon[citation needed], though obviously in such a large group, species vary considerably. They swallow prey rather than biting pieces off it. They do not have many teeth on the edges of their jaws, but they have heavy crushing tooth plates inside the pharynx. They habitually eat fish, octopuses, and crustaceans. Some species prefer to ambush their prey, while other species are active predators. Reports of fatal attacks on humans by the largest species, the giant grouper (Epinephelus lanceolatus) are unconfirmed.[6]
Their mouths and gills form a powerful sucking system that sucks their prey in from a distance. They also use their mouths to dig into sand to form their shelters under big rocks, jetting it out through their gills. Their gill muscles are so powerful, it is nearly impossible to pull them out of a cave if they feel attacked and extend those muscles to lock themselves in.[citation needed]
Research indicates roving coralgroupers (Plectropomus pessuliferus) sometimes cooperate with giant morays in hunting.[7]

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Her fisher,

Her hunter,

Her grouper at the heart of the cyrhottic dead.

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