the walls, a spine
perpendicular to the floor
a tongue, we feed with bleach
the heart on the wall
ticks it's way to forever
waiting for the night's
teeth to bear down
STAI LEGGENDO
north on 50 - canadian interior poems
Poesiaas long as we live we create and break relations with fantastic efficiency. when attachments prove inconvenient, its not always the other that agrees. its the will changing people, places and things. answers in the unanswered. a pregnant pause.
