scrap of a poem
Nov. 24th, 2004 10:31 amI've seen the brain in the toilet
and I know what it's trying to say:
The blue bowl, the water
full, a globe, resting there
awash, rising into the crown
of the bowl, the curve
and the underbelly
of water-brain. And I know
the sound of fullness humming
murmur-lurking in this half-globe
and I know what it's trying to say:
The blue bowl, the water
full, a globe, resting there
awash, rising into the crown
of the bowl, the curve
and the underbelly
of water-brain. And I know
the sound of fullness humming
murmur-lurking in this half-globe