an empty house

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an empty house


threading lies in the dark

Shedding skin
more skin,

exhausting a book

the weavers,
those with inflammation
or disease
of the breast, sent

to

my father, patron of


Edessa
Cairo
architects
construction workers
aside: sometimes a prisoner
even pyrotechnicians.

dead leaves,
a dirty dig

truth never whispers.

I sank my teeth
into the flaking stucco,
salt crumbled
undressed house.

elimae 2006:11

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Posted by alek on 06/28/2008
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