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Saturday, January 28, 2006

If Not Why Not?


I speak as if spoken to
Breathing in ginger, flakes of
red pepper, wild salt, hot pepper or
an asparagus of mourning

It’s January and the
too large rooms sway like brittle birch
though it’s never bitter by the
silver of self

February is coming and that’s
a someone in a nobody
just like it was meant to be
calm yet lucid until we lie

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