Friday, April 28, 2006

some kind of exchange is needed, even low band exchange

The first time I saw you

a thousand years before

with eyes mostly

raise of hands

pointing finger candles

though ice and snow

for a second life sentence

dots and dashes

ones and twos

a simple ping

indicating use value, misuse, misunderstood, Mississippi bravo

sitting in the refuge, a refugee on a heap, big with compound words, for a real world market.

a million miles away the garden of earthly delight


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