A sleazy Rushmore

Cease writing with a finger
that falls away as all tend to,
instead gurgle, do so moaning

in the glimpse of the slap
where you’ll enjoy it later.
Ears swim, the braintstem unsteadies

like the first time outside high on
a rooftop getting vertigo like you
about to topple, you and he

who wishes he were not so steady.
Then no one looks, gawks, throws
what they learned and you did not

their refuse of who can touch who
like fleas who decree their dog
a home of dichotomous eggs and not

a leaning summit of granite faces
everyone must carve into their own
as they know they are you but must belong.


~ by Jeremy on December 19, 2010.

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