Friday, June 12, 2015

SPIEGEL IM SPEIGEL

Piddly waxen 
mustard seed—exactly 
how many?

brave and 
inexorable possible worlds?
each

so—
colossal 
and untapped!

I wonder
have you—here
got trapped

irritatingly—
in the 
infinitesimal crack

of black
between—my 
two front teeth?

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