by J. P. Davies

Here lies a secret
in desertified flesh mortified
perfect scent of degradation.
I, your long preserved cadaver
mass and multitude of bones
a handbag of entrails and dust.

Here rises the flood
replacing vein and ventrical
coursing through cartiledge
moisturizing medicine in me
stagger breathe and leer aside
as body ressurects.


Posted on 01/07/2008
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