Wednesday, March 2, 2011

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hearing with his hands

looking back, walking ahead

a flat piece of wood

von keller creates

her creased expression

an unspeakable knowing

painting as séance

cold called early light

alarm clock poised to beacon

butterfly fly fly

bicycle blue jeans best friend

this gravity that holds me

water from the tap

pupil eyes open

i am in taking it in

dry parchment drinks ink

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