Wednesday, May 5, 2010

madly dancing in the furnace

sylvia
stuck
her
head
in
the
oven
once
&
caput

me
on
the
other
hand

i
have
my
head
in
the
kiln
24/7/365

&
obviously
it's
not
the
one
time
hiss
of
the
jets
only
cadavers
hear

the
goddamn
pilot
light
is
ON

it's
everyday
flames
motherfucker

it's
the
third
degree
burns
of
endurance
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.

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