12 July 2012

74. an introduction to eschatology

You should be here.
I know.
Why aren't you?
I don't know.

Caleb spent the first day
crying and yelling profanities
at the envelope.
It didn't respond.

Isaac inherited Rock Hudson's eyes.
White coats and blue hands
open his switchblade ribs.
A thing like a wilting rose
graces his arm. I do not
kiss him.

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