late morning
___meditation w/ hangover
night spent
___smoking the dead
a pearl
___melted in wine
to risk
___the beautiful
(it lands as
___paracetamol)
now look yourself up:
___deedless
words asleep, time-
___waste / narrowcast
eyes stung
___(fingertip smokestain)
a woman knocks, her
___body a shop
synthetic flies
___leave graffiti
you’re eating &
___sleeping off cellburst
that dead-
___cell ache
Sunday, November 29, 2009
post- (2009)
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Reminds me of my college days...
ReplyDeleteYeah I know what you mean. Since I'm on campus most days, I still feel very connected to that time, as if it never ended...
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