Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Miss Paghetti & Yogacephalus Meld In Light To Travel at that Speed To Manhattan

do you still feel good
about that, is it
yellow and melodic simultaneously
easy to not
quite touch
but hover and feel the heat near skin
vashti bunyan
on such a big little boat
so good to sea
guitar from me
songs live inside it
and this line
i'm just now reading
aloud to myself
to the french doors
closed
on the road
bardstown
between moments and in teh middle
woops, 'the'
but wait, isn't it truer
with 'e' in the middle
beauty in the breakdown and in the
up up up
and then one feather
down, in a line
beginning by
one patricia
monaghan:
'The smallest gesture is the
same as the
end

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