Thursday, April 30, 2009

Windfall

She bit off his ring finger first.
Jesus! he said. Haven't you any manners?
There's silverware in the drawer.
After a moment of thought, though,
he bit off her finger too - and dashed
out the door.

Luckily a ring, like a LifeSaver,
won't coerce you into choking.
It'll just feel really uncomfortable.
He wasn't worried, he had unshaken
faith in his peristaltic strength.

Still, as the gold eroded
the world took on a reddish tint.
He thought perhaps he'd become
perpetually enraged or even insane
since his senses defied symmetry;
bled alchemy;
ruined reason.

the ambassador

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