Monday, September 12, 2016

Dawn wreck on seaside lips
where the caves gulp faint blood
kissing wood where heels broke slate
bark face bark hands
rouge forest on an ember of brocade
tilled earth swallowing shovel bodies
beer veins neglected fate
the rap of water on empty foil
amp corners speaking to coiled wire
thin rubber of a body's hose
pushing the maze of time along a burning deck
watching its labyrinth spaghetti
into mini hatch intestine
hurt smiles that praise its wounds
a clucking edible computer.

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