Tuesday, September 07, 2004

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FLYING OVER THE RIVER

The currents. I drove along with my scissors.
Mustard-colored luggage, she could cook --

This was the city I'd heard so much
Underground. The fire appeared to be

Fine. How are you doing? At oblique
Angles, oblongs recycle the everybody

At night with the succulents. Be polite
To travel across the network massage

They have reason to believe it's code. I'm not.
I follow it by instruments and life doesn't

Inherited it. Maybe later we could
Speaking with one voice about urgent matters.