Frank Bidart


Overheard Through The Walls Of The Invisible City - Poem by Frank Bidart

. . .telling those who swarm around him his desire
is that an appendage from each of them
fill, invade each of his orifices,--

repeating, chanting
Oh yeahOh yeahOh yeahOh yeahOh yeah

until, as if in darkness he craved the sun, at last he reached
consummation.

Until telling those who swarm around him begins again

(we are the wheel to which we are bound).


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  • Rookie - 178 Points Brian Jani (5/19/2014 7:41:00 AM)

    Interesting poem here frank (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2003



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