Thursday, October 1, 2009

flow un known. where is the milk. i expected milk.

as if you were. . .


sensing the rising day


and you pause in the blue of a white



i wake with the sense that i was screaming; i dont know what the words were; i dont know if there were any words at all; the overwhelmed taste in my mouth; i knew what i was doing; as my hand passed through the switch through the switch through the switch - click - - applause - welcome; we knew you could make it;


not knowing how the light had been there; wait; wait; wait!



lost in extrema textura i asked


hold there fabric hold it. i hear and yes




good morning sir; who are you?




wait, well i dont believe you




i say just look




there



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