Wednesday, March 17, 2010


The table is ready
The corpse had an apple on its mouth

The spectator with a heart attack
On the floor
And the guests ate

As they chewed
She told me not have the surgery
That it will hurt even more

I looked at her hands
Then at her face
Then at her hands again

I asked what should I do
She said to leave it alone

I said okay
And walked outside
As the people ate lunch

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