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The Body
And this body moved without
me thinking,
shifting about taking action
free from my hand.
Who takes responsibility for it?
When some
goes wrong at all
can I be held culpable
over a seemingly uncontrollable
body that holds so many
signifiers that point in a multitude
of directions.
It will evolve even without the mark
as it trails off into
the empty spaces ahead of it.

Written by Gogo

October 5, 2008 at 10:03 am

Posted in Poetry

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