Friday, October 04, 2013

Memo from Corporate

Memo from Corporate

Memo from Corporate (2012)

 

 

1 comment:

Dr. Mike said...


Unhinged

A burning woman sheds
The wax candle of her flesh.

This is no special effect; tips
Of her roots taste of wicks.

Some claim her shriek still hangs
Overhead, but nothing’s really there.

Only the baby she left behind,
All black in white linen.

[Disposable Poem October 4, 2013]
Dr. Mike