Monday, January 31, 2011

Outside Suppenküche

"Hey, Jethro
what's white trash like you
doing in a place like this?"
The jibe scrapes off me
like steel from steel
smooth as a thread in a groove.
Does it fit? I will wear it.
Does it not? I will sell it
to the unwary.

Interesting and small
a surfeit of soft gray quietude
or nothing at all.

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