"Unconscious Mutterings #155 On 1/23/06"

IT'S THERE

1. Alone:: in a forest of wake/ you discover the
   
2. Science:: of take, the anatomy of giving.
   
3. Deposit:: a bone in the bank of heart,
   
4. Faithful:: to a core, defining
   
5. Tender:: in the mash, in the cross-hatch of memory:
   
6. Chocolate:: and caramel poetry,
   
7. Homework:: and hanks of hair, the
   
8. Tamper:: proof profit of a lie.
   
9. Friend::, would summer lie?/ We try, a
   
10. Wire:: between us fine as the unseen dream.
    

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