Monday, December 25, 2006

words are
spit, material
speech is
shelter from
panic or
to say
“I love -” with
necessary meaning
is inhuman
& distance
passed from
face to face
of any city's
split whirls
of cells &
talk in-
vents entitlement
or singularity, the
stoic shudder,
eclipsed at last

1 comment:

Frances Kruk said...

you suffer from the invasion of a very special pink metallic bacteria that has just completed its incubation and is now prepared to explode all the little nanobits in the most pleasant of ways. this poem suggests christmas has been defeated.