04 April 2011

autobiography

wants to be
brutal too,
hammerhead shark-like
where the eyes are at,
burried under ocean.


doesn't remember the great compromise
ing it, make the sounds
leap off a do, or i
movement brush
forget what is covered up.


brutally
wises you over
with the glance of unshaded eye
sockets,
owl turning neck of her.


expanding sun, roast
makes the conscious beat
of what we can live,
ing it,
again, and then some.

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