Sunday, July 08, 2007

Holtz Save the Day

i
how like our parents
we are when we sweat
how we smell
sweetly connected

ii
must by-pass her like surgery
get on with life

iii
she always was
just a big lump
a big clump of something
clunking along

somehow she landed
on my land, in my life

iv
what is she
an angel or an armpit

should I swallow
or should I spit

v
this planet for our feet
its fruit, its vegetables
our teeth to sink into these

how colorless our lives
when we draw together
when we draw near

so much more exciting
when we/what we draw apart


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
7:34 p.m. 8/7/07

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