Saturday, January 02, 2016

Found poem | Piercings

just in sudden silence
the sound of bones and flesh tearing
the sound of a mouth being beaten
in our eyes
you (with emphasis)
in the heart,
where the mind and the emotions
are jailed
I disappear
in the Nez Perce
place of creation,
Heart of the Monster,
heading towards Kamiah, Idaho.
your mamá (not your mother)
without tongue, with cut tongue, with tongue removed
he, she, or us
lit all through the night
I reappear in
the ghost’s trail
the Milky Way...


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