Sunday, October 17, 2010

Poem-A-Day: Day 339

Trioptics
iodine night cap
showering final brevity
and magnetic splinters

splendor blinding chill
quiet and magnanimous
bold curvature flattened

attacking sounds resonate
and connective tissue
loses what was

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