Monday, January 7, 2013


Whose coal eyes unto thee
make three covenants of
chastity and faith and hungry
trust who must take milk or
be a homeless wreck, a
stray dog a lamb before
wolves whose mind has
gone gone gone gone whose
eyes have clouded whose
dry finger bones are a
crumbling city block a
book of lives a
book of lives whose
old shoes speak whose
cat one two three
is and is and is a
noble guardian sort of whose
crucifix is a crooked woman who
never learned to tie their laces who
hid from books who
never learned to plead his
cases who
took unto himself too much, whose
pork belly had a mouth North
America wound like an infected
dog's eye, put it out
put it out

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