Partial Meal

August 17, 2006

Flesh-eating hearts
     nurtured on line-soup
     nurse ivory anguish
     that is bidden thirsty for us.

Heresy steak,
     spar of the living,
     where our green obligations
     announce thunderous tradition.

Coal redresses discontent
     implication,
     shudders resistance,
     a dizzy unseen statement.

Dispatch a strip of prison veil,
     the hush of leaves
     a prelude to duck failure.

Lunch,
     that obstructed, devoted meal.

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