Monday, October 16, 2006

I can not see you

can not tell whose binding binds

can not tell where ends

and begins another somewhere

something never accounted

never captured

can not tell

made eight days a week

a book

a bird

street names

with body faces

gone, moved a self to

encounter disbelief

perparing contingencies

forced containment

moving stupid

can not hear you through

more devotion deprived

inconvient nothing

over investment menacing

grammer distorition clatter


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