Saturday, December 26, 2009

Reading the Much Acclaimed -

Barbara - I'm bored with you already -
your grey-gravel voice
in a heat cloistered room.

I no longer care to hear
of your French roots -
the rain sluiced smiles.

The downpour has cooled
ardent ears
with limp language
sighed in limpid pools.

My skull is awash
in galaxies of starlight.


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