<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=577239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Meat</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fibrillose like a centipede and counting backwards<br>From the laundry or the arcade, <br>Following the bred crumbs and the beer cans until your <br>Hair was yellow again.<br>And you were just a freshman emptied into his class<br>In a school that was just finding its legs, <br>While cicadas skipped themselves discardingly amidst <br>The over red blooms of the bromeliad<br>Outside by the archipelagos of landscaping where the <br>Bicycles hid <br>And the grass was mowed just as orderly as housewives<br>And they had firedrills that took you outside so you could<br>Be all by yourself until the pretty girl who played<br>Soccer who you would never make love with<br>Came over to occupy a space near you, both of you bared<br>To the sun- underneath an important sapling <br>Until you skipped school to go to Spain and Michigan, <br>And the fair came around selling you the caesuras of unnatural<br>Haunts that seem to give you angels, only to Indian give you<br>Back to yourself, until you became and echo<br>That resounded with the spent fireworks of an obsolete religion <br>Rising and dying repeatedly like an orchestra of red devils<br>Playing baseball and the meat of your own hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bret+R.+Crabrooke">Bret R. Crabrooke</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=577239" data-title="The Meat de Bret R. Crabrooke" data-description="Fibrillose like a centipede and counting backwards From the laundry or the arcade, Following the bred crumbs and the beer cans until your Hair was yellow again. And you were just a freshman emptied into his class In a school that was just findin..."></div> </div> </div>

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