Thursday, January 24, 2008

Preludes

lurch toward the vertical
mesh/rotate
glimmerless--i write this
depth replaced
---------he makes no productive claim
what it refuses
the moon is not singing
this latent erotic
our time here is short
love a smaller god
brutally inaccurate.....briefly tragic
succumb to pointlessness
it was Cubism plus charm
this thin seam, darted, towards
prussian blue burning
preamble

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