Friday, April 29, 2005

it's no coincidence

that the hole
in the middle of our chest
where the breast bones meet
is a topless bottomless hole
curving up through the larynx
and out the mouth
an endless continuum
emotion osmosis dumping ground
a centrifugal storm
whirling in all the lost generations
stereotypes and vengeance
fear of compassion and warmth
a cold touch of broken
spitting out
unique to our species
base human

--- e b bortz

(published in 3 Tombs, 1998)

(published in earth notes and other poems, Least Bittern Books, 2015)

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