May 2005 Archives

To see

Do you recognize the quality in everything?

To stain

Do you leave traces of it along the way?

To leave

Come follow me

I've known you since eight

We met standing there, alone

Swallowed up by the sun-warm rain

Tapping your shoulders, heavy

And you wondered if she told you the truth,

If birds do marry.

How much change do we make while we wait? Hold yourself in stillness, thinking, if you do not move they won't see you. Finding yourself sitting alone in a parked car, next to the FREE AIR WATER. Until it becomes too silly, alive, sitting alone in a parked car.

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