Dubai International

1 November, 2009

in poems

Colloquy with this post.

A man, eaten by a worm
holds his credit card aloft
while hands that look well-meaning
pull him out, or in,
to the body of another worm.

To travel, you must be consumed,
the body’s clock that eats itself,
enamel cracked, politest teeth:
hot towel, sir? Your length of stay?
(the time that was, where once you were).





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