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Jean Toomer - Her Lips Are Copper Wire

whisper of yellow globes
gleaming on lamp-posts that sway
like bootleg licker drinkers in the fog

and let your breath be moist against me
like bright beads on yellow globes

telephone the power-house
that the main wires are insulate

(her words play softly up and down
dewy corridors of billboards)

then with your tongue remove the tape
and press your lips to mine
till they are incandescent 

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Poet: Jean Toomer
Poem: Her Lips Are Copper Wire

Comment 281 of 281, added on January 1st, 2016 at 2:13 PM.


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Comment 280 of 281, added on January 1st, 2016 at 12:20 PM.


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Comment 279 of 281, added on December 31st, 2015 at 8:00 PM.


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