Thursday, January 08, 2009

Seventeen steps
to cross the room
four to the
bed
six to the
replica
of the old steamer

the cross-currents of
the shag carpet
threaten to
drag me out into
the open sea
/lost in
old copies
of TV week

am drowning
in trivia
about
Mr T.

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