Monday, August 28, 2006

(E)LAPSE

Everything’s so f***gotten.
I know you hate that

Even those plants
turn the other way
begin pretending
they did not see

Even the words
climbing to your mouth
simply hang there,
Fall to gravity

Everything’s f***gotten
And everything’s quiet always.
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