Thursday, January 1, 2009

Different People Surround Me

In the middle of a new environment. Different people surrounded me.

Went to class the other day. My
gold-plated necklace relaxed with pride against
the silk brown of my collarbone. Back straight,
face soft and untouched.

A moment inside and I
de-evolved, crawled into my skin so

Bodies of bones
piled up
in square ditches
made out of Earth’s rock,
made by man.

Packs of lines broken