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Because outrage is a black cur
In light bulb city
Fever in the living twitch
Of nostril
And the sharp-toothed fever of rotting jaws

Because fever and nostril
And the rot of jaws
Are things beyond feed
Or pro creation or any
Washing word worked-up
By the humane
To classify
The incomprehensible

I bark

And my outrage is full-mooned

By Noah West


Written by lickmypoetry

June 16, 2010 at 10:07 pm

Posted in poem, poetry

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