wherever goose greek is.

surfaces.

cutting the sun.

iowa i guess.

angels.

they're only ten.

before the grading blade.

cotopaxi: renewal

ways of softening

white is every color

getting there

everyone leaves michigan

from the cold desert earth

first snow

yellow city

Saturday, December 27, 2008

joyful tandem


July 15th, 2004

joyful tandem, i have received your scribbles with a letter from another of my past (figures, preceding me). they were opened solidly, in the mood that made them (i presume), a piece of your self's, selves, drawing into me darkly. there is something about distance in this. we are tied together, and alwys away from what we believe to know.
i should know,
not to read your mail in a storm, in a state of perfectly composed Day.
i weigh your differences on my brow, and note (as they say) a coincidence. a collective thought. the face of some existential musing, infusing.
this place is immediate.

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