Float Dissolve

October 4, 2006

Filed under: Poetry, derek_

breathe in keys no thanks
who the hell am I talking to?
legs shaking
bright green shirt
subtle wind not great
grocery list on small screen
what is finished?

metal strips on rope
there is no space without things
three pieces of fruit
hot water

sliding face
don’t touch my dust collection

i used to be there

bowls of salt and fat
mugs of sugar

where is energy

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