Friday, November 11, 2005


arrivals are jarring
always osculating
time and space
Fluctuating entry
lost in an ally
along open sewers
backways to dead-end
cul de sac
Nothing but
bugs biting
bug spray
and survival techniques
each plan calculated
for the next
miss amerika
for the next
this is a story
this is suffering
for some
a rupee or a pen
for others
hieroglyphic rock painting
in the middle of
who knows anymore?
images and ground minerals
street food
and morning greetings
of the physical world
verbal niceties
handshakes and stares
before the end
of the next plan
to the next
from small
to apprehension
to union carbon disaster


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