Thursday, March 25, 2010

we say "there will"
(there and there will be no sea)

not "you will" or "i will"
and the specific gut-ache
of a certain day in a certain year

this machine fills karcists
on safari with Meep & Glibber
while this machine is to him

wrapped up in black wool
just sitting by a dim lamp
waiting for the drugs to take effect

departed am i who loathe the snow
of my summers

something like that

the lines blurring
as the pencil wears down

"I came across this tiny traditional looking café when walking through the Medina."

Red Hot Patriot.

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