Ode 8

By | 9 March 2008

i want to be the invisible
hand want a spore
& make a catalog of absence starting
with the word
“we” there
is always a reason
a litany of blizzard
the size of texas
celebration of
arsenic i become
trapped in a new
painting & feel
this cannot go on but does

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