Friday, February 27, 2015

ROMAINE

Onward steels 
the matchless snail—wet ground-

coffee black
through the dark 
under-

belly of some disavowed dumpster—

steady,
silent,
stealthy—toward

and pitilessly—straight through
the heart of

his incognizant enemy.

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