Today's poem is by Philip Sorenson
The Waspmen in the Pines Will Turn to Watch the Gassing
Unbutton my shirt, crack my chest
and the antlered thing will rise
from my torso's cavity.
Wearing a crown of pelicans
and tallying the sand and stones,
it will fall in the street like snow
and crawl into the oven alone.
Copyright © 2012 Philip Sorenson All rights reserved
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