Friday, July 28, 2017

Poem 154: Dandelion's Skull

At Tim and Theresa's party
Lexy let me know
that Dandelion's skull
is almost ready

the excarnation, that is
is almost complete

flesh fades, and falls away
sockets gape
teeth begin
to rattle in the wind

his blue horn
alone
grows into the sun




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