Thursday, February 21, 2008

present with no past

The pages are all past tense;

etched in sketched permanence

were the reprehensible sensible

to the conscious mind

instead of luridly lurking

for a midnight subconscious find.

Burnt books stoke prurient interest

in flailing fires of flame’s incest

because if the last past

is no longer written,

then there’s no need

for the coals to cool as if never smitten.

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