We stretch words between our tongues and mold them like clay.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Old hen says
birds feet on chickens lips
come from cigarettes and dicks
shell cracks
ears begin to grow
but what can little chic know
no set of eyes to see
how low her own coop can lie
or how envious mouths crow
the same tired tune
whoa is me
and boo to you.
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