The sober vaccine

The carpet approaches
these mule-eyes, one blue, got two,
one like the dirt under berber
fibers themselves made from
supermen who fell like this one
full of water and mixtures
who too sucked the sky up through
things pure, plastic like the sun,
sucked a pistol once
& fell drunk on the floor
whose arms and face embrace
a body once warm in the winter fade.
Winter wakes up. Now who did it make?

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~ by Jeremy on September 8, 2010.

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