Sunday, February 8, 2015

ANTIBODIES

There—in the very
last light

of the waining weekend—
old loaves 

of restaurant bread—
each of them

chunked and quite
green and 
blue mold-rifenow populating each

broad quiet
square of cold sidewalk—look perfect-
ly alright with—not 

to mention
well suited 

to—their 
vague cortege 
of attendant 

penicillin-
colored pigeons.

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