Cities and suburbs, real and imaginary.

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

vaguely remembered fragments of lost poetry

skating the edge
i become the blade
or i become the skin beneath
i don't know what i am

i know cutting
bad love anthems

new hips

a dancing flamenco
hunting shrimp with
a long beak, dinosaur eyes

beautiful, feathers

beautiful, pink feathers

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