Monday, October 4, 2010

skin

Piece the skin of your teeth together,
you spoke the claws that scratch
your cells apart

Feel the silvering, stinging needle
bounce around your throat,
pierce a new window.

Scream the rain to slash the curtains shut
hinges cry for wet, pull your
house apart

Sew your marrow and bone together
and wait for spring to relieve
your stiff corpse.

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