January 23, 2013

Resemblance in the glass baring
Its gaunt and mutilated gaze
Like a stiff posy held close
To wild incongruent rushing.

January 15, 2013

Leave the crying of disfigured wings
And return like a bat clipped and raw
To my snout in bluish vapors hid
Behind horizon’s drooping sheet.

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January 10, 2013

A feast for moody fingers:
Your harvest plump with discharge grinning
Sour incantation smeared
Docile and cold.

January 7, 2013

Preemptively willing my teeth to cut
Wells into the rippled skin
Tiling this year of the snake
That should otherwise devour me hissing
And leave for the wind
My desiccated echo.
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