On One Hand

February 8, 2006


Filed under: Uncategorized — ononehand @ 11:26 am


Contents of her locker will be added to display
Contents of my body will be strung to give away
They are pleased to offer information useful to our trip
We will bite our eyes to suitcases and stow them on the ship
We are housed in double-bedrooms locked in hotel junkyard hallways
To be watched by monkey-scientists empiricized in essays
The grizzly task of cleanup falls to men with dark briefcases
They will faint when they see blood and we click photos of blanched faces
To study film in Paris she will follow men through town
To study drugs in Portland she’ll find pills and choke them down
Contents of her suitcase will be strewn in disarray
Contents of my body will be strung to give away


1 Comment »

  1. Very nice

    I wrote a great deal of poetry when I was younger even being published a few times and this poem was outstanding. It’s very open and provoking. Oddly enough I found your site searching for something completely unrelated but plan to read more. Just from your most recent entry it sounds like we went through a lot of the same things growing up.

    -Shaun O’Brien

    Comment by Anonymous — February 9, 2006 @ 5:35 pm | Reply

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