Tuesday, April 8, 2008

April 8 - Walk in the Park

I give you thrice this distant rubber gait
Accumulated on twelve slices of sediment
Resonance of stilts stacked downwards
To appropriate heights--
I give you again a yard or less
To further the pressure on dents
Of cement, a sandy thrash holding
Layers distinctly present for only
A future motion--

Once twice and again a gaping
countenance unfamiliar and clean
folding deep over tissues and
erupting with sound, winks totally
for a second time
Certain of a twitch, a contraction--

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