A microscopic home.

this is a literary blog. i'm literate so i must have something to say. hopefully.

Monday, March 13, 2006


In my limbs, you cut furrows
in which to sow

no, I cannot let
an infection like yours
curb this monody -
for our ties
once iron have
melted down into sand

whose tiny pebbles burrow
under the bridge -
leak into the soil of the earth.

Surely you understand that
even we must work in cycles
That flux and shake
that oxidate

and annul,

that invalidate.

So I have raised these obstacles

as battle cries.

for fear that no matter how far
I stretch
the stain of you
will never rub off.

A metal structure, such as an aircraft, in which the skin absorbs all or most of the stresses to which the body is subjected.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Please provide definitions for all of the other words, too.

3:04 p.m.  

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