Willowbutton

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jeudi, janvier 05, 2006

And again

World striped in a cocoon, depress
or say, again, love, to ending fame
and evening canvas.

Dry paint's sheen,
animal lettering trembles,
the tongue becomes a ladder; earwigs, pills,

Wills skiff between cauterized print.
Tune an onion on scansion,
nail head to heel. Pass on bustles, shoo

Disturbance; which run deeps, powdered with
lime; sleep curves it, so it won't protrude.
Immaculate, italic, long like a spoon.