Monday, October 03, 2005

autumnal :: choleric

astound me. seeding
a presence. in order

to break, intercise
each layer. fear

counted like. cards
fallen from hands

this. the most
careful story

(yours)(mine):
blown-flat. pile of

moth wings & ash--
stay away. he said

and it isn't even
time. wait for

autumn. brown-out
eyes. amethyst. ripped

fluttering and it
isn't even night

held. holding us
at arms distance

hollowed. where
we crease

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