Friday, May 27, 2011

& i think i see Death winking

for a few

seconds

all of

the light bulbs

flicker



the whole

apartment

blinks

several times



& i sit

not shivering

but calmly

smiling



thinking

of

cities

&

civilizations
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.