Tuesday, February 17, 2009















Reed

#1

lie this cross
against
yr chest

borne
deliver

you, one
of
life’s mysteries

never solve

our

salve


#2

Kiki said
“elegant
with

an edge”

now, how I see
yr shadow

robust thunder


#3

prepare for
battle

tongue beneath teeth

logic circumstantial

yr music
LIBERTY
a miracle
across this/my
chest

no need for magic
within this wind

dust
dry
dust
dried


#4

care or
not to
care

not landscape
never sea

ability
attempt

love

now,
I wait
for
the
sun

#5

need to find
some
bird
within this fence

answer these needs:

shoulder to bend
neck to soothe
fire to plan
love to instigate

too much cabbage
over abundance
of weeds

lie divine
my blood yrs

need to find
some bird

when black became grey
drug light
comrade moon
man shutters
nature
sighs

purpose revolution
revolution born
of love
a better

when black greys
I stand upon the shoulders

I knew you back when


#6

depend on to
that we can’t
grasp

yr voice, always

rapture
now memory must
hollow
hallow

we use grass to landscape
once, huts
if no leaves then to wipe
ass

why does it be
everyone
goes to sleep
remains
asleep

remain sleep remains
sleep remain sleep

good-night
good friend

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