A microscopic home.

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

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

on what day did you die.

arms bent into ornate blood clot flowers,
plasma that no longer
flows through withered veins


turn
of cheek away & back again

an eyeblink - did it.

ashen carapace, only a loaner
anyways,

an elongated jack-o-lantern
smudge of lip

your jaw is nestled against a back of skull




the congregation,
it howls pitiful hymns


satin lined sarcophagus

for this plaster template

the 30 year reservation for it's lot.





1 Comments:

Blogger John W. MacDonald said...

splendid.

7:19 AM  

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