Friday, May 4, 2012
damask
I want to eat through this lace like a moth,
Such a beautiful damask, my friend, but,
this awkward stuffiness is binding, and
there is an eye-hole for each pinch,
flutter, and nibble.
You ask me a question with each swig of memory
my head raised you joggle my eyes, I reorient myself,
still dizzied. you don't remember anything-
even though you were there.
Let us read the words of the already deceased,
That is to say, there would be nothing more forthcoming,
from you, from them, you would be-
soundless as a headstone.
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