Wednesday, May 27, 2009

La main et les morts

Holding hands,
seems so unfair in the eyes of every amputee,

this condition:

the habitual loathing of dawn,
like an daytime-insomniac-owl,

comes delivered to bitter, open
palms.

1 comment:

I.Am.Spoken.Word. said...

lovely.

i really like your work.