Saturday 6/25/2011 12:35:00 AM

the minimum. numbers on the side. sums at the bottom. scavengers in the swallow. the vague of dispensation. bones tutor the flesh. in tunnels and knots. until all paths are either hollow or dead ends.

the arrow. how high. provisions of distance. follow the skeleton for reference. the poison of if. rigid and brittle. the pale companion of choice withers against circumstance. loose fangs in the mouths of monsters. still plenty sharp enough.

places. time. the intersection. between lie and confession. hard soil with deep holes dug. mountains bending down to let us touch the summit. good thieves and bad. gods and demons. all of them strays. With their eyes closed. Feeling for the edge.

where the stitches are loose are the fabric forgives.

| Alcoholic Poet Home |
Copyright 2005-2024. All Rights Reserved.