Gullet Disaster Imagined

Like a chrysanthemum with firecrackers for pistils
Like so many branches of cauliflower broken open by a stinkbug
Like an up-do made of earthworms

Little ninja stars
Aglow from sitting in the fire too long
Finished with a slow dip
Into chocolate milk
These static bruises
Never changing color
Forever pigmented
Forever pimento olives
Swallowing forever more toothpicks
By accident
And forgetting about them
Fish bones humming
And timepieces
Tick-tocking
Stray fragments
All happy to find
A little resting place
A home of sorts
With the world whooshing by
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7.12.11

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