What Veils Me No Longer Avails Me
fold myself into the falling
files
of each row
of days
this neatly stacked
insignificance
the belligerence of common sense
casts it's shadow
break me open
& i will bleed the pages
of an order not my own
these thin sheets more rigid
than any branch they broke from
what lives here?
whose hallowed halls are these?
what veils me
no longer avails me
02/20/2007
Copyright © Julie Forbush | Year Posted 2007
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