Wednesday, April 29, 2009

chap chap chap

these are just ideas i need to put somewhere where i can stare at them for awhile that's not a word document i can't seem to be creative in those things anymore i just get panic-attack feelings that accompany beginning an assigned paper

between us there is
a screen which is
a cup which is
a chasm which is
a line which is
a twisted umbilical
of red and yellow wires
in our mouths we must
keep swallowing 
though the length
never lessens,
we are full up with
the casual persistence
of distance

(this is often mistaken
for a wound to suture)

this an animal
which sounds like
a child

Can you look at 
your grandfather 
without crying?

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