Tuesday, December 30, 2008

In Heaven We Must Be Everything That's Missing

Disembodied horns and tails.
Appendixes that actually work.
They secrete divine secrets in the form of worms,
revolve majestically like celestial apricots.

In Pennsylvania men subsist entirely
on the holes of donuts. In California, a moist fish hook
is a rare delicacy. When I am hungry
I chew on my hands until they are apple cores.
When I am hungry I beat my forehead
against the stone of an otter's stomach.

When I am hungry I swim out to the void
and snap among the fiery pelicans.

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