Larry Sawyer

It's Pure Genius - Poem by Larry Sawyer

We are so thoroughly sidewalk.
There are lights in my soul.
Through a trapeze I wear my tomorrow suit.
Saturday is such an exotic animal
as we devour our headaches, open our papers,
kneel between carnivores peeling silences.

My heart is a peninsula
where we eat the dessert called 'memory.'

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 27, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, March 28, 2008

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