You wake inside the bones of a ship sailing amniotic oceans tidal pools tears of the crocodile – your nightgown a second skin clings like a reputation for sin. No crying – Seahorse fetus a treble clef troubling the heave and pitch waves crashing cursing your old carousing self – one two three you and […]
Filed under: Katherine Lawrence by akublik Date 29 January, 2009
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Not television per se or the chair holding you instead of the couchwhere I sit, remotecontrol out of my hands Her — I’m jealous of the two of you Every night at six o’clockI’m dropped like a forkfor the evening news your need to knowwhat the world did todayOr so you say And in a […]
Filed under: Katherine Lawrence by akublik Date 26 January, 2009
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