Thursday, December 10, 2009

Yo.


“Dead flys and pretending”

I collect 16 dead flys
from the window cill
and put them in
a tea cup.

My sister
wants to talk about death,
so i put the cup on her
Bed, and say

“these little Black
Sons of bitches
Has as much right to live
As me and you;

Space and time “

i say.
Like im
Einstein.

Space and time.

I finger them
with a curious finger.
They smell.

When i pretend to drink them
she vomits in the sink.

Like Einstein.

Spacetime.

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