tonguetied, twisted, taken
i keep the book and my eyes available to each other
for only to make sure,
that i don't catch a single thought or / of
what is really important

a dead fly sits under my ceiling
pasted in the corner of the stucco
the old-fashioned way

fleabitten eardrums and thinner
every day from illness or because

greed and haste make
pre-cleaned plates

hideous over-driven drivel and
drying calamine lotion taking place of my
itching poison brain

10/27/2006

Posted on 10/27/2006
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