Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Immediate

Oh, there now a snap fold bend in in inwards
"fluttering pulses" - I don't/won't/shouldn't/can't
wispy kind of threshold, ambiguous even
figurine - unshaven and warm.

I couldn't now until I could again
A deteriorated progression and "now you see
now you see it all" the halfworked 
needle and thread kind of
sticks and stones kind of
falling into the ocean and and oh wait
when you talk everything's a challenge

I'll wreck you
you said I will 
wreck
you
Crescent mint thrill you didn't
you wouldn't and now thoroughly you cannot.

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