readjust Nov 1, 2008

Everywhere, words call out.


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BRING THIS SUMMONS WHEN YOU REPORT


Someday, a real rain will come:
washing the ink from every surface, the
the fibers of paper will be green again, and
  and sink shoots in to the hardening bark of what
  was your desk. The paint flakes from the walls as
  the house shrugs off its shingles, chimney bricks
    falling  thud,  thud,   thud.     The telephone
    The telephone poles will draw water from under the roads,
        pushing the steel pins from their sides (in plant-minutes,
            to us -- like days)
        
        Iron falling suddenly: thunk.
        
        Everywhere, humankind is forgotten as the plants
                            
        
        , The Plants readjust the world.
                      
        

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links to: xin xin ming

linked from:
- dasopoesis
- Evening Constitutional
- Fox Mulder stares wistfully at the poster on the wall
- the lake around which are a thousand tiny fires
- your poetry inspired me to make this really practical item

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