Sunday, November 1, 2009

Cloudy Valentine

Because we can only nail
one thought at a time
there's a certain necessary
desperation and desire
always to the wall and
reckless seeking after
some variety of focus
that travels in a spiral
we think is human evolution
soon we will be settled enough
to read the abandoned hieroglyphs
we're writing now in a good
translation in cloudy cloth
torn and tattered where
everything's embroidered.

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