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Allison Cobbfrom The New Life
for Alice Notley
ground. null ground [ ] many doors here an eye socket arm a leg goes what not darkness the dirt and under it what the fear self that signal sent down bowels disappears bell of self still. where A-lice pissed off pulls me under brain almost leaping not here in a self but not eyes open me I am All-ison down a hole almost really like that a field am thinking openings no am them the holes where see him stop. we stand in the room sit or stand a light does not come * the object is dressed tie to match teeth in hair deformed who's that the funeral man smoothes back with spray bottle what don't look Eye goes roving the inside wandering one over ground uneven where many that died together gather blotting the [ ] that is future says the Eyeball Go by moving doors appear wildly wandering [ ] is the field of destroyed everything coming one one and one in pieces becomes 2.27.02 Copyright © 2003 Allison Cobb |