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{ 2008 01 26 }

A STONE FROM THE FISH

The laundromat leaves make a wicked tornado

The magazines yawp out their Holy Toledo!

I reach around in the fish’s mouth

Through ideopathic nostrils and yank

The hot rock from its nest.

Posted by Scott Zieher on Saturday, January 26, 2008, at 12:03 pm. Filed under poetry. Follow any responses to this post with its comments RSS feed. You can post a comment or trackback from your blog.

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