Monday, September 26, 2011


You make me think every 
silence should be Scandinavian.
I see Finland in the crook
of your consistent mouth. I hear
Denmark in your cutthroat cough. And
what would I give
to stand like a soldier
in the proud scar shaped
like Norway on your elbow?


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