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We size fiberglass men through optic lenses as I count acid fingerprints on flower vases.
You slit porcelain necks and fall through hairline fractures.
Call me the luckiest man in the world while I unravel.
You slit porcelain necks and fall through hairline fractures.
Call me the luckiest man in the world while I unravel.
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apostasy
before he led me like a lamb
to the altar,
he got me drunk.
take this and eat, he said,
hands on my hipbones,
soft thighs, soft sigh
for this is my body -
but he gave me no bread, only
bruises, and he gave me
new thorns for my head
and i bled
till sunday morning.
tell me:
who speaks of resurrection?
are you there,
mary magdalene?
mary, when
will easter come?
Literature
Interrupting the Fall
brittle carcasses
of autumn trees,
naked and bare,
swaying, contorting, like my feeble frame -
bending and breaking, breaking and bending,
under the pressure of
the words i speak to myself:
simply cold, and harsh,
like an early winter,
interrupting the fall.
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with the curtains drawn.
When I stretch, I hear my bones crack
spluttering
staggering
stunted trees hobbling through a gale,
their knotted roots
gnarled, arthritic branches
horror stories trickle
in through the door.
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I was feeling literature-y.
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Awesome wordplay, as usual. I love the last line especially. Great emotional imagery!