Last night I tread on your corpse
Slowly, I forced each step into your flesh
Startlingly, it didn’t hurt you the least
Your spirit stood there watching me
Blabbering utterances I failed to understand
I tried squealing
But my screams did not reach out to your ears
Your brain failed to process my speech
My whole presence was intimidated by you
Even when you were dead weak
I held you in my arms and quavered you
I put your deadened body on ice cubes
And inserted needles in all your extremities
Not a single drop of blood came out
Not a single tear was shed
When did you seize to exist?
"pig correspondence", A New Collection of Poems
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Here at Lulu our Nickel Hole Press have just published *pig correspondence*,
a book of poems from a few years ago. This will be on Amazon in a few
weeks. ...
4 years ago
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