To the Artist Across the Table

I can see you sketching all Kinds of things there Stuff that I can’t do as well Unless it’s with words But the cities you can make Are even more tangible And now another piece of paper Has been taken out and you Could be Drawing me But that might be so egotistical To thinkContinue reading “To the Artist Across the Table”

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Mummification

Mummification Who made the urn And was commissioned To spin the pots? Layers upon layers Of wafer thin wires Hiding in a body Made of clay In pottery Are eviscerated From the vessel The shell To be embalmed In thick oils That cascade Like rich chocolate Into the jars When the brain Is pulled outContinue reading “Mummification”

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