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Sunday, January 23, 2011
One More Fungus Poem
the ruins or the ruined
i asked the lord to reverse my degeneration to raise me up from the chewy wet dirt. the last fading crumbles of me finely threaded together by fungus and rot stuff. “is it too late for resurrection?” i pried. “yes,” he said, “your heart is already Babylon.”