Influx-Outflux
my prosthesis
Sunday, February 3, 2008
buck
and its that circular motion that
reminds me
of purple ribbons of sky
looping together
when i was young
and naked,
sitting on the shore.
taking the rocks that had
traveled far
and sucking the salt from them.
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