Saturday, March 19, 2011

fish of pain

the human brain
is 80%

my skull
is a
bone aquarium

of pain

i sprinkle
flakes of poetry
on the surface

they chomp
the words

which only
turn to thread
shaped turds

further polluting
the already
murky bowl
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.