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Saturday, August 18, 2012

Dedicated to "local" book store "Book Revue" - draft

Amid swirling
color
inhale
intoxication
I float

From
one spine
to next
brushing
lightly
each vertebrae

Buzzing hungrily
a honey bee
in a field of
florid flowers
wild

Butterflies
bursting chrysalis
cracking
under my itching
pulsating skin

Until no other
option but
to
Fall
penitent in
rue-full

renunciation
of the lit,
of the flat
of the bloodless
screen

flashing endless
rotted fast food
leavings
processed
regurgitated
soul
less

I reclaim the
irreplaceable
feast
of
Book
and
whirl
in satiated
wonder

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