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Friday, January 14, 2005

Empty Inventory

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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
Michael Witkowski
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