Sunday, October 25, 2015

I just walked past the ceiling { } and tripped [2012]

yes is microscopic     and meaning
trickles down onto an ottoman of
nightmares     the doorframe assumes subject

foreign is a ring around the finger
and scars     thrusting politics into
pinhole flesh     no subject betrays sleep

reveal your proper place     platitudes
and I will unlock the shed to provide
time     which is subject to every shill

the ceiling is a tangle of waking
  or wait

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