Saturday, March 8, 2008

the anatomy of a poet

staples guns
or sutures
cannot stop
some people
from bleeding

a constant, internal
hemorrhaging

where even
the brain
& bones
get dyed red

an endless liquid fire
temporarily clotted
by the alphabet
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This blog is updated irregularly and has nothing to do with the poet's output. The poet is actually disturbingly prolific. He writes about 5 poems per day. The pages are everywhere, even stacked in the bathtub.