Saturday, May 9, 2009

Hill Dweller

Bloom the great weapon of punishment
glutton for penance shining music like light
the dropping of pins distracts us from the morning opera
about the destruction of kisses amongst the dying clockwork.
Still, the kneeling eunuch is made an example of
naked but for his rising hat
chanting for his empty phallus dead in
his long hand.
looking down on the excuse of cards
the shame of failure the fall from grace the
curious voice of the long-forgotten bone.
The gospel is art and the confession,
the sin.

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