Tuesday, March 2, 2010

March 2

Hands in pockets I feel
Two pictures of myself nestled
One on either side
The somewhat ridiculous result of a lost-id
And inertia
Too specific a story for a poem, perhaps.

I burnt toast today
Not in the normal bit-too-brown burnt but
Flames
Menacingly languid and rabid orange

It didn't scare me

Because I’m invincible and
Innumerable
With back-up faces
One on either side

EWV

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