Monday, July 03, 2006

Would you politely move a spider?

how seriously I’m off to require
more access
more hours dreamt we met famously you
complete the mileage there align saline
clouds off my aim smell medical
I really don’t know how
a body removes timbres or gets up and stands still
Why I don’t don’t I? want

to work I think
mustaches fluctuate in time
looked nothing like you
about art, fighting words

ledge: I think we’re attached
I’m your covering-- matches

my breathing: Morton Feldman’s String Quartet (II) (1983)


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