As We Are

Unboxed on the doctor’s bench:
A skeleton of memories,
Distorted by the finer arts
Of long irrationalities.
This pile of disparate parts
Of a pair of desperate souls:
Misarticulated as a beast,
Disassembled from a rose.

 
April 2011

 

 

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