Thursday, May 28, 2009

dry corners

please excuse me
while the organ-fist
splits and becomes a
jumper.
excuse me while i
fall, posing into the
corner.

mark your calendars
for the date approaches.

words and emotions;
alphabet cereal.
a dirty word floating
in a dirty spoon.
consume it and it becomes
a part of you.

you used to have fun
but you can no longer
find it.

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