Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Little Piggies

Tonight, intoxicated, I
curled my toes around
the edge of her
table. Then it stuck
me. One day—these
toes—and this foot
will be
dead. Its nails and
curly hair will
grow no more. One
day my little piggies
die and so
—will I.

2 comments:

'lise said...
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A Case of You said...

marvelous. yes. childlike concept mixed with adult understanding of mortality.

i dig it.