Thursday, October 15, 2009

Past them

I wear: three shirts with
differing sleeve lengths,
two varieties of undergarments,
a pair of mismatched fuzzy socks,
gray serger-seamed pants with wet cuffs,
an orange elastic,
green and black glasses.
Underneath is: skin, hair, nails, eyes, teeth, tongue, ears, lips.
Soft, dizzy and cold.
Beyond this innermost nothing:
I see my eyes and look deeply
past the green of them,
while speaking I seem comedic,
what's left is a frozen over moment of silence.

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