The Feminine

April 12, 2009
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Staggering zero
yielding benign pulses birthing
fresh creatures only coyotes
ride airplanes just like
you to the will of the
unseeing minds decorated a
fallen angel veils drawn
over real angels balancing
his paper on his stomach front
faced to the breeze a familiar
pillow case crave for
the shadow pocket the sun shape
of laughter wrinkles pure
flesh tarnished from the oily
love of her well lived
chest a recent
Snow White
but more
woman...





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