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December 14, 2005

my ride

a loving taste and then
i leave a morsel
for the salten birds to pick apart
for the antique cloth to pill and fray
and break in half (clutch and hold)

it's daylight now and i stay
and i stay past the hunching man
seated prim and his younger brother
eating dates, i even stay up past
an opera, a cadenza, a cadaver

my timing is pursed
placed inside, behind, between
a coin bag and a glasses case;
the rummage sound bringing tears
and frantic kisses on my cheeks
i must away, and ride into a wind
blown down my coat.

posted by aidan knight at 11:35 PM

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