2/17/09

Layers

Swimming up through layers
we see a cheese crumbled onto a
plate, a fat nut
gleaming in the center.
Suddenly in the black water
a large island.
Someone has already pinned
it with arrows.

Always takes a second
to figure out what I'm
looking at. No one says to their
lover: Honey, look what happened
to my body!

Today I pull up the scan
and everyone says Oh.
No one needs to point.

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