I told her I was trying to eat light.
She heard “lite” and asked how my “dite” was going.
That’s how she talked; that’s how she heard things.
Pin / pen. Sink / think / zinc. Warsh and idear.
I told her I was starving, that photons entered
But left only hungry longing.
She turned on the desk lamp.
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