Chaos
begging the quiet of surrounding city
lengthy digits to snuff sirens as if pulling coins of lunar magnification
silent you slept in that bed
and now, return
here submerged in sound chained to motion
sweeping through mountains tunnel married
record skipping when replayed
and then attainment-
what you asked for-
loneliness of the boulevard at dawn
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Smells
diaspora of the living
opening onto your horizon of cleanliness
your bleach as the stench stings
cracking open the palette and allowing a drizzle of drool
the subway at night after you
forty second 7 and i bathe in it
hold on train, thoughts pool
hold fast, would that i could stay longer
and back home sooner than expected
back to bleach
back to your diasporic cleansing
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Future
opening onto concrete realities and their manifestations
triggering processes linked to chains of events:
dinner out
diner, chrome booth and counter top
burger medium well deluxe
and what follows:
cook
eat
water
eat
clearing of plate & check & pay
outta there and feeling satisfied
determining the enjoyment despite the things lost in the process
feet carry to where they know to go.
Monday, August 24, 2009
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