The Guts of FCA

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

From One Mound of Ashes to Another

Lying on my side
lying sick on my bed.
Bedding on my side,
lying sick on myself.
Smoking, I tapped my ashes
into a used-up bottle
of used-up medicine.
Smoking, smoke slid up
out of my cigarette
as a thought slid up
out of my mind.
I contemplated it
I tompenclated it
Taking that used-up bottle
of used-up medicine
Taking it and making it my own little ash tub,
wondering how long it would take
to fill it up.
It would be my little filled-up tub
of the ashes
of the Me
I shaved off my life.
A memorial to myself before
before I really need it.
A burial
in part
for a man
in part.


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