11.09.2009

11.09.2009

Spitwad

this is your revelry -- Christmas light lit,
all bodies in clothing unmoving and jostled,
cupping the sound like a hand on your ear,
a hand on your heart

but a hard slap, a hot Cuban hand on the head
of the drum will unstick like an arrow, stick like
a spitwad on a chalkboard, stick and peel off
all flat and impressed

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