Friday, October 14, 2011

mcj's poem is today's poem on the poem a day website!

here is how it beautifully starts:

After tagging the dust your body is made of 

sheets flash ceremoniously on the line, in

the rain, I am a bone and I take a bone's

pleasure around the ball joint, shading

inside the names. When I pass your body in

here is what she looks like full of snow.
here is what snow looks like without jen

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