Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Archeology


Is there freedom
in anything?

Syntax
in the body?

The river
means nothing.

It has written
your ruinous

faces over
the solar system's

inner-fur.

What does it mean
to be a mastodon?

What does it mean
to be phantasmal,

cognitive, rickety?

What is in
the spinal cord?

A tiger,
the skin

in waves,
to be sniffed

out in the dead ether.

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