VAST LANDSCAPE OF DIVIDED FLESH


Locked behind fetching curls

Lips wet with horror

Many encroaching purple hands with

Writer's cramps under each nail

Encircling lions talk shop

And puppets watch the store-front

There is an endless coffee break

And free cigarettes to boost

The Glamour Insurance

Watch and Listen

Stones bleed philosophies taken

To Hearts that wither

No burgeoning eclipse must

Forsake the fetid meat

Of hearty clacking tongues

Mannequins chime in cathedral chorus

Look kindly with unimaginable intentions

Peel the flesh mask and stretch the

Body past all inquisitions

Standing plate with iron braces

Steam clean the elephantine poise

Sharpen and shake metered phrases

Like flower in a wedding cake

I've counted twenty blessings

Passing through the empty house

Without Noise of any celebrated

Tradition.

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