Wednesday 20 March 2013

DEATH OF AN ARCHITECT



their meat shines pale-healthy and red
   all
   juicy 
   and
   real
   and
anticipation-tense 
in 
the burn and glow from the fire

gone clothes are nothing on the floor 

there is
more 
in 
the room 
than two carbon-water processors
working protein into energy

-

the rabbit lays dead in the lane
   all
   Watership Down
   red
   cherry
   blood
fills a long still ear

more missing from him than air






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