Thursday, July 30, 2009

And Even In That Peaceful Coma (1995)

And even in that peaceful coma, temporary or not,
Lust was to him as meteors are;
intermittent and foreign.
Plunged downward from outside and hot.
His body hollowed out from the impact,
a crater, steaming and new,
static. In dirt.
Comes around faster than comets do, but
not fast enough.

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