Saturday, November 12, 2011

RIGID

Leftovers drop to the floor
Shatter and collect
Age


What tense?
What tense?




These are the waves
and corruptible cheeks
forming stories
to lure
little legs
little knees
to the pain-ground


Swinging over rocks
Digging up
empty water
inhaled into fishy wayward
last names
those lonely last names


Screwing off heads
and knifing them into some other 
bodies
nobodies


Impress on the wrinkled matter
smoothing over bean soup
airing out judgments
little ears
little heads
shrink their faces at the stench


Floating just floating
in the can
collecting grease
to slide time
into holes
hurrying growths
congealing tomorrow


Scraping along
a little more inflamed each pass
shuttle to shuttle
a bench drops the cup of juice
no lid 



These are the waves
and corruptible cheeks
forming stories
to lure
little legs
little knees
to the pain-ground


Scraping along 
a little more inflamed each pass
shuttle to shuttle
a bench drops the cup of juice
no lid




- Max Stoltenberg

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