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4/08/2011

I am combustible
yeilding myself
my eyes spring hydrogen fountains
my breath is only CO2
Can't you?
Can't you?
Will you please?
I am mock-small and pretending
scaling ladder ribs
bones playing hide and seek
and screaming from within.
There is no air
each gasp is vaporous
little bursting bubbles
in red effervescence.

4 comments:

Melee said...

Oooh! This is marvelous! I love the this line: "I am mock-small and pretending"
It reminds me of e. e. cummings because he combined words a lot. :)


P. S. I like the new header picture!

Heather said...

I will try. <3

haze said...

beautiful, beautiful as ever!♥♥

and i really love the new header :))

rivercat said...

i love this :)