Thursday, January 24, 2008

at square one

sna[red][ra]pped between righ[eigh]t and le[a]ft

side, the brain refuses to register bird sounds. up

on the hang[er]ing metal contr[aption]ol board

round reflectors sense motion that's thrown from

be[low]ggars hands bus[iness]ted up[wind]ward

outside the pinging doors. we all know there can

be no[thing]body that w[ants]onderful on the ground.

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