Friday, July 21, 2006

body like traffic

what are these pieces
stacked up folded
catalogued locked
on top of one another
as i cross the street


heart and lungs and coccyx
skin and blood and knees

put together with breathing
and a jigsaw

these parts that move together
sway what membrane
what elbow
in gleaning

what measure seems slipping
what formidable system

what of these pieces

these shards of light
that walk me
through traffic

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

- manufacturing. the tight lipped tight hipped unhung broad. far along the skeleton, whistle the I-line. Eyes intrested. eyes am.