The way a machine accommodates even the
most displeasingly grinding counterparts,
one hand restlessly transferred weight
from angle
to angle, eyes ogling over every rib and bones
that now you might well say are
no more.
If craving inordinately enfiates,
Less is genuine, she must have thought.
Less is always good, for it
stands on its own.
venerdì 26 dicembre 2008
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