Michael Witkowski

Rookie (14 July 1973 / Berent)

Empty Inventory - Poem by Michael Witkowski

Empty floor aroun-
beats pelt my ear
a human fixture of this
inventory here raises
his left leg - shakes
it to all sides in a mock
physiotherapy dance
all that welled up is
deafened by the beats
sikkidim eternally puckering
up mouths to throw kisses
in a steady rhythm- my
my body tosses out all
anger & welled up
matter with dance

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 14, 2005

Poem Edited: Friday, January 14, 2005


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