"Unconscious Mutterings #198 On 11/20/06"
- Teacher :: of the sudden dimension,
- Fifty :: times you is no one squared. The worked
- Crossword :: where I bury your name remains
- Stuffed :: in its sack of saved words savored like
- Family :: or the Big L langouring in the hot car. Your
- Purr :: inessential now that its out of range.
- Toad :: in an imaginary garden, I drink a wry
- Cocktail :: of your talk, your loving
- Insecurity :: Before you I was so sure,
- Magical :: and primed. What now? Test me.
* Belong to your own moment, speak your own movement at La Luna Niña's.