2006-10-16
Lucy sat in the chairarms and legs and backs
straight
a sturdy foundation
for a future hunchback.
emotional scoliosis.
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I will show you pain
he pinched me.
I then thought I was dreaming
he said he didn't know
what apathetic meant
when i walked away
he said I didn't care
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The ashes don't fly
from trees up north
the smell of burning birch bark
always kept us grounded
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he picked up sticks
an twigs
and old dried leaves
to make a fire
from the old matchbook collection
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I wrote it down
but the whole time
I thought of saying it
letting it creep off my tongue
like lemmings off a cliff
one after one
watching them all
slowly fall
into the lake
melding into the body
of the one
whos movement is constant
Katrina at 11:50 PM