Wednesday, May 28, 2003

Tuesday Called

It’s the small bit left after
interruption, the tiniest glass
of possible
Beneath stenograph a moment
to wheel in bigger guns,
Blake with a hard-on
Newton frozen beside

The moment happened and gone
The auxiliary forces of seconds
The wristwatch dangling
On a glass table shaped by liquor

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