Tuesday, August 11, 2009

justwrite 11 august

now it is too hot for chocolate we have forgiven our linens and are searching for the bottle opener i have opened no bottles without my teeth within reach i have been seeking the ocean sikhing the shiek and other occupations i am tall tall enough to reach the sky and the ground at the same time i am round and pointy and i make noises that are mostly unnecessary if you are interested in hearing some of these please press three and your call will be forwarded to someone completely like yourself for we are two of a kind in a bind unwinding like our hair before a cut our dawns before the guts catch up and remind us of our visceral selves while the shadows dance in sun undone by ribbons the monkeys laughing into their banana peels and throwing us jokes to trip over and over i am wondering when we we will be caught up there is so much to tell you since you left the table i thought you would never return that shirt but it hurt so much to have the light off of your spot and i wondered if you'd been caught in simplicity it could happen to the best of us and the best of us are you is true we are waiting for the engraving to be finished but you have won and the sun will come up tomorrow at least partially to see what you've been doing and we're all very pleased as well

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