March 17th Redux
December 20, 2009, by Homme De Sept-Iles
the poet selects subject
(or the other way around).
his he I
it's a bodysuit imprint
a tragic hiccup
a herculean cup of coffee,
ignite long
a longer time to thaw.
these words are more yours than mine
from your team to mine
I stand on stairs,
the point of centre,
the dirty
alone truth.
a team is a slow pill
a birch bash,
an electronic quarterback,
my lens to your living room
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