the soft ooze

to speak as I desire
true to my knowings
shatters like ice
decorum’s scarab
tight sarcophagus
these multiple
quick lines
of dissection
sharply through
my carapace
slowly open
the soft ooze
of truth to those
willing to view
my unsettled life

(February 20, 2015)

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