"-- and the incandescence of your skin
crackles like the paper at the tip
of a drawn-on cigarette and dies
in a final fluttering of ash--"
-Craig Arnold

Poetry Prose Junk

And your very flesh shall be a great poem.
— Walt Whitman
Posted October 30, 2012 with 11 notes
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