Thursday, February 27, 2014

poem || Jeff Harrison

Char Seclusion

through aces
time shuffled through
hearts, diamonds, and
artifact-visage supplies

crown with black wind me king
of hunger suddenly history and
scented with an antique (alleged)
fragrance derived from book ashes

think of the bottle as being
small, blue, and
bearing the cursive legend
"char seclusion"

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