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Archive for August, 2008

I was, used to be, etc.

You were.

Unhappy King, your body is on the road and the Romans carry your head
into the city.

Stegosaurus

Tell her about the dinosaurs and how extinct happened just a moment ago. That if she was paying attention she might have noticed.

Soft Spots

In the “curly qs” and stacatto spasms drawn by the conductor, I apprehend a solace.

The comfort is encouragement. The tragedy is the soft spot it reveals.

Who said we tell ourselves lies to keep on living?

Something like desire

to be fossilized and found later

a fish head in a pile of rocks.