School Figures
A student of harpoons
with holes drilled inside lungs,
and how to pack caverns
with compost from each day,
until there's no more
batting to stuff down there,
or she's unable to keep
cotton-mouthing his name,
when emptiness forms
a pond of tension
for some recognizable thing
to skitter across, or not.
Sunday, March 20, 2005
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