Monday, November 22, 2010

Stuck

When I stuck you,
I wasn't sure if you were stuck with me
or if I was stuck with you,
if we were bound to some other principle,
but we didn't talk much about it,
in fact, not at all, because
we both were anti-stuck
--didn't want anything to do with it
too sticky we would say, for me
because everything is sticky when
you're unstuck:

spitting out the apple

"Zero adhesion please,"
"I'm not a dying man."
but if I were...

You stuck me, though--
i was a pig before but no more--
stuck me like a polish pikeman
and now i'm covered in sticky
and without antivenom I convulse
and wait for you.

LD

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