02 April 2009

April 1 Poem--NaPoWriMo

Skeletons in Philadelphia

propped upright in chrome stands, like dolls—
regardless of age
or height
or disease.

Bone puzzles, solved
and stored
in a standardized fashion,
display manufacturer's defects
under safety glass.

The once strangled, curled
bodies of infants—like dolls—
hang long and straight, but delicate,
and somehow more human
than when clothed.


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okay, so i'm already late with my first day's poem. regardless, i think it may have potential.

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