Thursday, January 29, 2009

salty

the sea laps             its foam bath           back to itself
a dream reversed                    receding a great splash 
a room filled then emptied

you were behind the wheel         of a whale blowhole 
swallowed                   mouth full of krill I swam       I 
dusted the sand from my feet       and got back in my 
car        I        tore out                                   myovaries

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