Monday, September 3, 2007

Taken to Task

we’ve hung our skins on the coatrack,
taken our nickel’s worth of iodine
to get outside cubic

this cartilage where opinions insinuate
corkscrewing into the ribcage-
protected fist of meat

drumming out percussions’ thump
beating ors into ands like us
always echoing what

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