Thursday, June 4, 2009

justwrite 4 june

vaguely tired of wrongly inspired meals
the feel of evidence too tense in the calves
up on tiptoes topping some other charts
hearts and their handbags
we all want the right brand of bangs
no bucks for luck just stuck in a rucksack
attacking the taxes
we have no way out
i am wondering where the wandering will end
stend rend bending fenders
bandaged elbows
phone calls without numbers
the plumber called he thinks you're loopy
the loose ends a little to be desired
leaving that is
grieving the space
what do you want and how soon
i can not give you what you're asking for
you have not asked for anything
i am holding on to my own pockets
there are rocks i would like to use as balloons
we are going into elsewhere
i will watch a film
i will make a matter of fact observation
there is no destination like the present
i am not interested in this color question
i would like to mention the alternatives
unfortunately they have been misplaced
i am ready to trace my steps back and away
no power over under all the prepositions fall away
labyrinth notwithstanding no understanding

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