Thursday, September 4, 2008


it gets my gander up.
those tomatoes--how they glisten
like cats' eyes
lit by flame.
running my hand through a bowl
of dried beans I wonder
what the life of an endosperm is like.
quiet? subdued? dark?
or perhaps something different altogether--
perilous and substantial,
always on the verge and then
down the gullet.

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