You feel the ghost for the first time
like a distant stone pillar extending skyward
paleolithic tent pole holding up the sheet
no worries, just reminders
smoldering digital reminders
no embers/embarrassment
another ruined pair
the smoking hair
acrid, rancid
taken for granted
taken for granite
2008
Showing posts with label Contemporary Curse. Show all posts
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Sunday, November 9, 2008
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