Hell: a white bowl
in shards, soup
drips to the floor.
Sun through the door.
Brown linoleum,
puddled blood.
A wisp of smoke
from a spent brass shell.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Friday, March 9, 2012
Wooden Man
Skeletal, twelve twigs
tied, strings
wrapped at the joints.
A wooden man
hangs from a tree
mottled brown
Against dark northern greenery.
He swings, catching the wind
again and again and again.
tied, strings
wrapped at the joints.
A wooden man
hangs from a tree
mottled brown
Against dark northern greenery.
He swings, catching the wind
again and again and again.
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