Wednesday, June 11, 2008


Whisked away off the shelf
Over three weeks,
Yet packaging remained intact.

Sterile and moisture proof.
Transparent, but impervious
To the ways of the flesh,
Those wiles of interpolation.

Returned in original factory
Condition and placed again
On that high shelf, wrapped
Away, monotone harmony.

Now peck on modern sarcophagus
From the lonely within, comforted only
By empty beat box, viscose Cello Rap,
Entirely heartbreak and love proof.

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