Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Commons 51 - 52

us, for example
these things
these turbulent shadows
this repetitive sun
between my life & yours
stars, air
a knot of sharp flowers
a single moan
a heresy of veins
keys & thighs
veins & keys
we are lashed together
rotten with love
time will destroy us

the town is eerie
rotten with
the sea is
halt, police:
not notes, alphabets
the town isn’t the town
not notes, breathing
the sea is
archaic opinion
sparkling abuse
the sea is
a small note on
not alphabets

"what the manipulated repel as all too strange is what is secretly all too comprehensible"

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