concluding

by kittcat555

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-11-03 19:33:00

Could an essence ever
bend pleasant bricks
backwards and through
their own solidarity?
I skin myself while
my body succumbs to
my ears who
dictate my eyes’
glance at direction
-wafting interception
at the worry of
its own conception.
My words sway in
the weather of
a still, cold result.



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