http://anti-poetry.com An online journal of poetry Sun, 05 Feb 2012 06:16:37 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 en hourly 1 http://anti-poetry.com/fieledad1/ http://anti-poetry.com/fieledad1/#comments Fri, 25 Jan 2008 00:59:31 +0000 Steve http://anti-poetry.com/fieledad1/ Dawn: two down, one up.
I’m a blown-out tire, limp,
scuttling to roadside diners,
sipping coffee alone, both
hungers hung like posters
in chill blood-contours,
sputtered past me, paste.
I took them on in haste,
so close behind me they
lay, laid, lying in wait to
do it all again, leave me
without a pump, means
of being full. I feel dull.
Memento mori means eggs.

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