"Unconscious Mutterings #220 On 4/27/07"
- Found :: in a sea of pixels, the single
- Male :: , an avenue of sway, a soft
- Spoken :: bray and the shiny brass. Tonight:
- Life :: the abstraction and the extraction.
- Tonight :: , your picture and the smock of sky. God's
- Fingernail :: in the pudding of it all. The small and
- True :: in the hidden view. Come up and
- Give up :: All the fawn and gruel, the immediate
- Shining :: tool, the perfect you, the outlet and the
- Everywhere :: -- you in the airways, the air waves, the anyway.
* Be your own breathlessness, visit and stay to to play at the subliminal Luna Niña.
Labels: Poetry, Unconscious Mutterings
1 Comments:
i really love this one..especially the last line.
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