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Wednesday Morning
madderhatter

Wednesday morning the clothes pile around toes
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and under heels,
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rolling ankles like marbles under wheels.
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One more time, down the hatch,
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your words rinse down the kitchen sink,
 5
grinding and unwelcome.
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Remembrances, frigid as tile; picture of a postcard of a time
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long gone by.
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And on these shards
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scrawled memories and weeping fingerprints, muddied.
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Consumption: flesh, devoured, inch by inch
 11
up the stack of your spine.
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Streaks of rust have blanched your crippled,
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oxidized hope.
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And on these shards,
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paper tigers.
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Bouquets of tombstones pressed in
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newspaper boxes - the soft silhouette of defeat.
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Snares of narcissistic artilleries pile from your jaws
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into pillowcases
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lashing my sighs ‘till the dawn.
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And for those shards
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You’ll waste a dream,
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fall to
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thumbtacks and verb-less knees.
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Pass the lippy for August,
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thrash the blistering promises of a silky Thursday,
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turn over a new leaf,
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to lug you across a fallen summer
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to a warmer Fall.
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7 Nov 08


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