Unboxed on the doctor’s bench:
A skeleton of memories,
Distorted by the finer arts
Of long irrationalities.
This pile of disparate parts
Of a pair of desperate souls:
Misarticulated as a beast,
Disassembled from a rose.
April 2011
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