carbon

June 11, 2008

footprints and paper trails.
we are never alone and our blood is like a river flowing
thin slices of skin taut over poles of bone, tied with simple sinew
dripping anticipation like rotting body matter
fecal words and urinating thoughts

storm drains and parafin paper boats.

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