Thursday, January 9, 2014
9 january
meanwhile the lights go down and there are blurrier words to say - even as it's clearer what i mean there are slurs to lean into and angles it's better not to try too fast : this is a mirror i speak into and the answers come back in colorfresh flavor the savory trends and the deepknee bends outreaching the beaching of whale tales and easybreak alarm clocks the doubledown talks of the righeous brigades fading faster than twinkling brights : white as a fox with forgetful lips (we trip ourselves with hopefulness) (the only plans we can make are none) - i have words to go on / a face to fall - show and all the splash comes down, water to wonder through - drink up and blunder bus fulls of leftover truths - we are all the coming proofs (geometry is a heady rush of narrow trusses and broken bridges when sines don't co and the rhymes don't go!) - we are the ones we look ahead to see, turning toward within to be (self as self - showoff as no-scoff) - now we are the selfsame pie (thumbs stuck in and no ask why)
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