Cities and suburbs, real and imaginary.

Friday, March 23, 2007

fragment after altes pinarkotekt

the family portrait museum of Mars:
Christmas turtlenecks, hair that rises and falls like tides
the glassy-eyed kids that - finally - smiled;

the martians sleep in cramped dormitories
they chew freeze-dried coffee under florescent lights
smoke oxygen hookahs and wander the museum all night

they mine down unto death.

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