Dice
A flower in the
mirror, growing
out of your eyes,
seems so firmly
rooted in vertigo
that it rings like
an underwater bell.
A book claiming
to be the history
of the world ends
abruptly on page
zero, exactly as had
been foretold by a
pair of loaded dice.
Monday, December 17, 2012
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