The Book of the Body: Armpit

If we see, as the book says,
the body of the world
through a missing slat of the defence
called skin,

one day the flashing heel,
another day the eye staring back,
and yet another day the whole head
missing its wig, trumbling past the slit,

today, licking you like your old dog
you are bringing home from the island,
how odd
it is to see the world the armpit of God.

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