from where you are Nov 19, 2008
we are just names,miss life is other people do you really think you're in control?little messages& (eyes,hands, ,laughter) no rush,no rush(blinking--a)wake in sheets (a willow grave yard drifting) drifting yellow wind or rustling leaves the graves of smaller things--i miss(sunlight) all the little things (all that is real is so small and plain,lovely(moments remembered often) things without names--pebble,kick,glance hands. we,just miss--the names (worlds a(hours,miles)part--missing names this distance is not measured in hours or miles (the fast voice is the child in control,rush,rush,adrenaline) given names in the stream in supplication skulls in hand, our white sheets b[il]lowing a cry goes up: we miss you,lost ones,i
from where you are
- the lake around which are a thousand tiny fires
- we are here. we are here. we are here. we are here. we are here. we are here. we are here.
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