Wednesday, April 9, 2014

npm: 04.09


always be the cake you want to eat
the one animal standing in field of slaughter and slumber.
be cloud that moves fast, changes shape--
a tiger needlepointing thrice all her stripes
one paw balanced on berry, uncrushed.
be flickering light
be ridiculous, heavy,
a planet playing dress-up
be what eats fire
crowd mountains in spit
turn em to islands
be a glass half-broke
be tongue unsettled forever
romancing teeth
be sugar that ruins them,
be villian and prayer
a hammer of silk
a heart made of soap

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