the confessional
Boleo poem
Thu, May 1, 2008 - 5:22 PMwithin its sheltering case
or swiftly swings open through its gleaming arc,
one long smooth curve from hip to sharp tip, and
snap! finds its place, instantly, inevitably
The blade loves the clasp.
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