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

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

tapping into-

There are fences, wires, electric
light fixtures and alarms;
invisible sound waves and
pulsing energies
that placate bodies,
our minds made useless
in the packing noise. 

at the museum

I am called Misko by
my dead mother like feathers
on a furtive animal-bird.

The kind that rolls in underbrush
like it can’t fly
but it can fly in a flapping beat.