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Michael Sikkema

Sunday, December 06, 2009


IN THE ROOM THIS IS WHAT IS SAYING

last night invented insects enough to own us



SAY ME INTO THIS THEN

You said
hemorrhage

I heard chicken
wrap

some day-shit-
accidental



THE SCORE

We’re three musics
deep, Mr. Pulse,
in this hear this



IN THE ROOM THIS IS WHAT IS SAYING

Tired of why why not talk

“limping like a clock on her left leg”



Michael Sikkema is the author of Futuring which is available here. He believes that birds are simple magic. You can reach him at Michael.Sikkema@gmail.com.

posted by RealPoetik
8:10 PM