Tuesday, February 17, 2009

The Deathbed [February 17th | 47/365]

All these stern figures
Out of proportion bodies crushed together
Like white birch rods tied in a fasces
Wondering who'll dictate to them
The lessons

The metaphor can't be extended further
Labor can't be divided finer
The organism can't eat more humanity
And what is a planet but a thin film
Around liquid heat
Too cold to break free

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