PoetryEtc Featured Poet: Liz Kirby

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Sale of the Passing Infinite

Happy death
in the shell of a road
empty of soil and bricks
though always light.

What to do with the world?
Read, and this is all quietly undone.
Salt crystals in sour dough.

Happy death.
Between spit and saliva
you lose your cannibal shadow.
A surcharge on love for breath.