zondag 18 november 2007

Damerging a Nuv, a Nerb Demeanted U of Heavy Cloud Clods.

"Psyche is preserved."

in its stylish unaltering wrongness
the hole is a picture
through which we gaze to sabat

black marsh of glass bones
called mountains
faces
faltering tears like words
the powers in store would shed
would shanty
would bosque

wood bramble

threshold's egg
over time

the old men of economics
poodles
or the luxury of light
when it dawns in the pain
of painted minds

some place underground
how variable truth lies
spread upon
a wild uniqueness of leaves

baroque entendrilled camera
monstrous synema of beauty

bow tie
eternity

rib on ship
ripe on shallow

ray tongue the shadow
or in true
convenience delivered

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