Wednesday, August 8, 2012

SUSPICION

Here

a column radiates—
a leg supports her under
side, the head-supporting
neck upon its torso—

Now

an alternative—
joining heart, a pain
less vivisection, forming
thoughts, scream flesh—

There
bifurcating two
parts equally—

Then
you said…

When, right?

Why have you been, no?

What?

2 comments:

  1. Great job, Chuck. I love the poem. brilliant line breaks. Thanks for the lesson.

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  2. thanks, sy. no didactic intention, however.

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