much ado about
a strapped up young
lad. just cut him
down & make a
run for it. leave
the uniforms to
work out the de
tails. de
railing their train
of thought. at an
excessive pace. lazily
flipping through the
channels. a canal
dug through your
kitchen. going
where?
söndag 26 augusti 2007
måndag 20 augusti 2007
maim to please
who? you? i
dearly hope
not. un
less you maim
me to please
who? do you
know such
people? do
you want
to know such
people? &
do i want
to know you
know such
people?
dearly hope
not. un
less you maim
me to please
who? do you
know such
people? do
you want
to know such
people? &
do i want
to know you
know such
people?
lördag 11 augusti 2007
one foot in the grave
& the other in the
sea. sitting at a table
in the shade. young
face all wrinkled with
delight. talking in his
very own tongue to the
sparrows & the flowers
& the house & the
wind. listening intently
to the cars. might they
have some
thing interesting to
add to the conversation? the
train stops at every
farm on the short
distance between the
towns. & the foot in the
grave is moved to a near
by island before
sea. sitting at a table
in the shade. young
face all wrinkled with
delight. talking in his
very own tongue to the
sparrows & the flowers
& the house & the
wind. listening intently
to the cars. might they
have some
thing interesting to
add to the conversation? the
train stops at every
farm on the short
distance between the
towns. & the foot in the
grave is moved to a near
by island before
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