Monday, December 23, 2013

Week 32 - # 223 - Collaboration w/ Paul Hawkins

He’s making everyone wait;
a little tea-light,
a little burning wheel.
Tendons are cabbage stalks,
words muslin-strained:
he must have a short-leg,
another one goes hooking
up near the neck hole.
I can’t look:
under the garden
runs the river,
slow-damned -
divide years by birthdays:
me by you,
make a wish.

Paul Hawkins

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