Monday, April 19, 2010

Been Away For Weeks...

Give someone everything and they know nothing. Punch the keys out accurately. Type directions to the gate the goats greet you, on the back of a whale fin, like the time you ran against the wind, on the span of an eagle's wing. It's never been the same since you refused to remove those shoes, I'm sorry but they have to go, like the inscription I wish was fiction, on my fob watch, clockmaker man, watch my watch chime lots, turn back the time to when I was young in my mind, when I smelled like pine, on the back of a ride-on in a dead orchid, it waited for rain and some love, you wished you were coral in a salty sea, be a jellyfish with me, be stainless steel, not silver.

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