hush up the days which tend to boast
and you might remember the unfed ones
in comatose:
that day that day, when the bookmark wouldn’t stick;
that day (that day), the adjunct to the rest
that tick.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
curtain call
Will we still recognize each other
During the final curtain call?
Will your drapes last longer than mine
Amidst our flashbacks and all?
During the final curtain call?
Will your drapes last longer than mine
Amidst our flashbacks and all?
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
bluebeard
the numb release
from your reticulated embrace returns gradual
favour to my pallor,
introduces a bluebeard hangover
with parrots
on each side,
re-telling sceneries.
Monday, October 12, 2009
serpentskirt
an arrest in sudden
heat by light of a left voltaic-pounding
snatches life’s penultimate breath at the lip:
the smoke thread is pulled taut along this
snake’s belly, where the next is only caught on
a serpent’s skirt.
heat by light of a left voltaic-pounding
snatches life’s penultimate breath at the lip:
the smoke thread is pulled taut along this
snake’s belly, where the next is only caught on
a serpent’s skirt.
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