"Unconscious Mutterings #173 On 6/3/06"
- Bounce :: and hit right back. Stop
- Wasting time :: in a barrell.
- Utility :: or vagrancy, a rut in
- London :: where the still eugenics lie.
- Pregnant :: and a battle, she waddles her
- Cranberry :: belly to the sea - ward
- International :: , the Casino Royale of her
- Disappointment :: and shuttles off, the shaft
- Sponsor :: now weaving the threads.
- Second :: minute to stand: Your muteness or your life.
Take a spin on the subliminal wheel, where the word lands, no body knows at La Luna Nina's House.
posted by Lorna Dee Cervantes at 8:47 AM
1 Comments:
I just bought Emplumada over the weekend (the book is in my bag right now, in fact) and I'm really enjoying the collection. My favourite poem from it is "The Body as Braille". I'm thrilled to have found your blog today -- I've linked you, and look forward to reading more. All the best in your life and work. :)
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