Refuse/d words built into infinite forms of bodies. This collection is unedited; done in one sitting; sometimes daily, frequently infrequent.

Friday, December 17, 2010

Hot ale

Beneath the purple wood of the bar,
greased by so many seeping hands,
Are one pair of boots after another,
heavy heeled and sleeping.
Youth is rubbed down in the yard,
the gleam of wide-mouthed glasses
mimics young men
and creates the shape of their death.
Their likeness is amber foam.

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