Tuesday, June 20, 2006

The Demons

Needles in the water
or a path of rough dirt
in the mind, hewn
to a vacant swath
where droves of mites
panic amid shard-ground

that the flesh of hands
asking dirt to smooth
grate to a stubble bleeding
more mites that gnaw
until body and ground
sift indiscriminate
and the afternoon seems
very long.


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