spokensong
February 26, 2013
the most arbitrary you
awaken tangled
surface into
bluer blue
there is no
oven for you
nothing to keep
you cool no
container for
you
are
losing
you
and then the promised wallop does not arrive
but you do
picture from: http://theartofmemory.blogspot.com/
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