Tuesday, 6 July 2010
though you sleeping beside me are no wiser than i about futures
less audible but more perceptible through their shockwaves are the drumrolls proceeding the chance encounters that later prompt the question "what took you so long?" especially when, on those kind of drunken nights in the garden beneath the moon's eye in northern skies caught in your energy filled with light, im held in your mouth and hands as the stars whisper how we are our thoughts brought to life and more than a little mystery...
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