Monday, June 29, 2009


this time they're not my own boxes
and the boxes do not contain my things
i am just a peripheral to this exodus
the beetle who bears the bones westward -ho
my back is strong and will not let your
books fall down, let me take your body on
my shoulders, let's confront
this change together
let us winnow at the old statues we made
of each other


Anonymous said...

I like reading the things that you write.

hedonista said...

I like you, mostly.