Saturday, November 14, 2009

why this wasteful inclination
of circuses underwater,
of previous acquaintances with paint drizzing down faces?
to be humbled under the weight of something far from a drop of honey, in the wilderness

why are vocabularies and the arrangement of words becoming a lightness in this world; when knitted together, i had been a conduit of stitching together syllables and beats into a single sheet of shapes, as we spoke them into a new life////,,,llp;'''''

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