Thursday, 20 November 2008
-
Rancid Milk
I watch the Observer
dissect into me,
dualistic transparency.
Siphoning the impurities
disintegrated from the Earth's callous skin.
Parallel reciprocity
sifted through emotional dirt.
Bottled and up and served
in cheap plastic containers.
Satisfy your thirst for knowledge.
Is this fountain of life
still safe to drink?



Post a Comment