miércoles, 29 de abril de 2009

Flash Flag

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  1. Flash Flag

    Something about his eyes reminds me
    Of butchers shops. I am more than the
    Other girls, he says; fist full of facts, mind
    Wider, hair longer, the right amount of sad.

    And yet he looks and chooses all the time.
    Will this be enough? As he tightens other
    Flesh, captures bones, I will wonder what
    Was said in the moments after and before.

    Behind the stripes hides nothing but my fear;
    His obsession, which, as a flash streaks dark,
    With one saccade, will disappear. Wrapped car-
    cass of a sacred beast I leave behind no mark.


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