Sunday, August 02, 2009

Fast You Seaped and Leaked

Who is to answer
for the weeping
and choking
machine
politely containing itself
in my rib cage?
When I am unbelievably mistaken
stricken, stripped for that split second
from my sanity
that I have been having
like holding a fistful of hair
up in a ponytail
and then realizing
the hair clip is misplaced
thus in soft frantic
looking here and there
while that horse-like appendage
still in a strong grip
Couldn't I have let go
and reassigned a new flock?
whilst not as perfect
may be almost similar.
What was there?
a cost to my head?

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