Another Breakfast Poem (for Michelle Anna Jordan)
Yes,
please place logs in my stomach,
slow
burning
logs
with my morning stomach acid
as hungry as fire,
and please jolt my rat-caged brain
with electricity
from the cup
so that my efforts and
musings and sideways glances
will all ring iron
with sharp edges-well defined,
against odds,
on Sunday mornings.
derailed freight train aka overturned big rig aka damian c. cohn's blog-like thing
Saturday, January 23, 1999
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