Saturday, January 29, 2011

Rubber Fire Dogs

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Paid in fire
you extract thanks bound in
notice and trouble
trouble over the parallax of months
drinking acid and staring
into the eclipse
what would you do
to recognize the sun?


I am sending beauty into
the cold
her gardens remember
their worn advantage
She accepts her sacrament and steps
into her prison of memory
We part as twins
despot saints clothed in pansies
where was our number?
arrived in pleasure.

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