october in april.

[notes from a compulsive list-maker.]

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Abetting the Headhunter

I thought soul-matter would be less opaque.
He labels the tannins, teaches me to shrink—
but won’t let me track or trap. He says the community
is at stake. In bed I burrow under several pillows.


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