one more breath from you
and I will exceed capacity
overfull of carbon dioxide
blown hot from across the room
leaving only hints of bruises
irresponsible id with
its sense of entitlement
hurtling through space
to lodge in my limbs
like a tugboat
ramming the dock
and knocking people
into the sea
while the crew laughs
and disembarks
looking for a vegan café
that serves wine in stemless glasses
poured from tattooed hands
Thursday, October 29, 2009
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