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Squirrel

Sharon Dolin

Squirrel
     after Meret Oppenheim
 
Call me shade-tail 
            attached though mine is
            to this foam-covered 
            amber beer glass.
 
What derangement 
            you have wrought       
            upon my body
            since you've de-tailed 
            
me—no way to scatter-hoard 
            nuts and seeds 
            in caches underground.
            Now tell me, what feature
 
of yours attaches 
            to what translucent body— 
            outlandish coupling—
            that transmutes you?