1.23.2010

A Man of Such Exquisite Emptiness is Ground for Fine Flowers

A man who long since
emptied out the contents
of his cavity
noticed a cable hanging
from his midsection
and traced it back,
hand over hand, to his core
where he found an antique engine
running, burning blood,
black as_______,
that leaked brown smoke,
dripped from his chest
forming a lake
on the ground.
He tore it out.

and now his lack is intricate.
It doesn't_________, it
won't_________, it
can't_________,it's
not_________or_________and

when he steps, a hollow drone,
as if the nothing in him grows
or a something made him home.

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