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Saturday, March 3, 2007

Intoxicated + Caffeinated



I close my eyes
then i see a window
distencing
into a speck


it's true
THOUGHT
Is
a hard thing to control

Sounds at night
travels -- echos
In mind . an empty picture
primary colors flashing through
blue droplets at one corner

Chamber's gate
Rusted . Rested
Opens -- a woman
Multi-tasking

Fingers slide
dash --
hangman
stunted