Friday, July 18, 2008
untitled
this time it wont be so round
bricks tied to serious sound
marvel at the sea
so spread this condiment
            infinite
         all tongues
           all lungs
           recycled

mirrors  missing     pieces
of pictures of people
rediscovering who they never were
in the photosynthetic land mine
orbiting a tagged and numbered star
not far from first contact
with the collapsable ghosts 
of forgotten measures of music
Written at 12:01 AM by kiai copy machine.
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