Sunday, January 17, 2010

Crossing Over

What if your head was too big
to fit through a polka-dot?

But you felt like forcing it?

Only nose, orbital corners
beginning of cheekbones

fit. You can smell darkness
a black dot
daring you "come on"

You take aim.
A woodpecker
on plaster

The room widens
dot grows
smaller

SMASH!

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