Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Wisdom Tooth Lump On Gums With Pus In

A dagger


Photo: Marcdubord



A dagger, knife, night
,
wanted riddled noon.

For a moment I felt his steel ,
instantly wound bled,
a moment ...

was intense that soon
distinction now,
was no sea,
but it was the river ...

Clinging to the edge of my mind, I have broken your torrent
.
And while the frosted glass and water
dagger view the river,
my sun has melted and scorched their swords
the channel. Fatou
river.


Wind




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