Monday, April 12, 2010

HOLE BOTTOMED

There is a box branced beneath
my right seventh rib where are kept
the blazon words. They are aglow with
bright color-- an omnificent bubbling cold
medicine or a jelly fish just arrived on sand.
Beached. I'm painting eyes worrying about the box
filling. The flecks-- red streaks,
depths on eyelids in purple
just alluding.

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