my fingers sentient
fiddling with words
taking large gulps of
caffeine in my throat.
A fool’s alchemy:
the extraction of tears
from oceans
all tears having been shed
all oceans dead
and alchemy a lie
for liars
(mystics, poets,
lovers).
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Here I sit (2006)
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