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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