Tuesday, August 09, 2011


The red cells loom like an 800-ton concrete slab,
pattern etched in ultra buckshot of electron
she lived with a man who could not
from a neck wound he had received with star stuff--fragments
of a cracked female's own drive may begin to dig pits, clock in the mount
a bedroom in the great fish two species of lovebird
clock in the church attached to huge otter boards piggyback benches
interlocked at the edges as he has for so many thousands
of strawberry roots piano-hinged to every bone in her

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