antipoet

tissue cultures

this falsetto light white

glazed n salt fence tears
from re-walled windows of youth

like logos we drift in fluorescent hums
thru this corridor; that bus-fare hell
into each others residue

s/he waits in bloodstained, coffee-spilled fear
this sterility agenda harms none in view
blankets of wombs to cope

dry-mouthed n still we sat in plastic mold
these selcted failed chromosomes make negated patterns;
in our faces; our september doorways

we wade/weave into ourselves
like solar backed skin

of our chocolate finality
of growth