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  1. There are robbers
  2. in the
  3. tabernacle.
  4.      Praise be—
  5. this mawky wormbent
  6. whiskey babble.
  7.      Praise be—
  8. Text
  9. of the ebon thistle.
  10. Crib fermented,
  11. fish hawk
  12. brisket,
  13. tacked to a barn
  14. like so many
  15. miscarried theses.
  16.      Praise be—
  17. this scrabbled sac
  18. of runes,
  19. this christened tarnish,
  20. cobweb, tobacco,
  21. raccoon.
About the Author

Matthew Klane is co-editor and founder of Flim Forum Press. His new book is B_____ Meditations (Stockport Flats, 2008) and his chapbooks include Sorrow Songs, Friend Delighting the Eloquent, and The Associated Press. Also see: The Meister-Reich Experiments, a sprawling hypertext, online at www.housepress.org. Other work can be found at Open Letters Monthly, Otoliths, and word for/word. He currently lives and writes in Albany, NY.