Monday, October 11, 2010

No.

This piece of your heartflesh
left in an ashtray.

White porcelien ashtray
on a blue bed-side table
with scuffs on its surface.

Surgical and bloodless,
the edges; far less than a pound.
Such a slender segment.

You call this an offering?

Incised tumor
removed with intention;
discarded,
unburnt,

I am not impressed.

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