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Monday, November 14, 2011

WIT[KNEE'S] AN AMPUTEE

the sweetest emotions of the soul
sat shivering in the light 
glittering off the gravestones
next to the shadows 
where we, define:
                confusion;
                experimental; 
                honest(l)y.

extremities
drawing shadow puppets 
on the peripheral-
i suppose, 
i shouldn't be so surprised.

we've been sh(e)aring needles 
in a coffee cup, 
filled with the severed heads 
of Guillaume Duchenne.

extremities, and, 
experiments
t(w)oo painful  
for the living and/or dying

deceit,
our most potent symbol 
of cooperation,
and the science 
of smiling through the guillotine.



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this was written a few years ago, and a friend brought it to my attention, stating they hadn't read it in a while, and that they would like to. personally, i was surprised to discover the person had ever even read it, let alone remember it. upon reading again today, i recognized i had forgotten an awful lot about this poem. so here it is.

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