Chicano Poet

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Being And Nothingness

she felt the hardness
of her own bones inside

each tiny corpuscle
each dull white blood cell

each half-atom of oxygen
invading the lungs

like an army
an angry crowd

and all this
was just love

she closed her eyes
relished the sweetness

no man
can know

being and nothingness
expelled here

into the


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