Friday, February 26, 2010

arrested in fest.

cornered by the undertow
and so reserved in portions.

forgetting progressive regression
subsumed by the black tongue.

remembered in a memory painted black by it too.


resembled by the temperance. by such gilded edged, enclosed in black, black skin.

stretched, dried, and etched.

from limb to limb, anchors float,

they brachiate like wicked winged things, the ghost of the limbic system, haunts so too, the abhorrent bipedal.

yet optimistic in the undertow

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