Saturday, August 28, 2010

45*21

face recognition
and peeled away reality
smoking mirrors
you won't talk to me ever again
instead I talk to people I know
so little
along an ocean
a chair sunk in sand
and because we are who we are
the sand is silver
it holds together by moonlight
cows chew cud
there is an explosion at he enzyme plant
another event to put on the calendar
made 7 lbs. of sway
and caterpillars might be
eating your trees
but you don't mind
just another end of the world
scenario and who is who
etc.

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