Tuesday, March 24, 2009

from the furthest
reaches
the darkest hues
are reporting back
-plotting courses
-savaging the senses
the resistance capacities
fail sharply
in the light of
compromised
dialogues

i could hold out my
palm to you
but there are no lines
left to read
as all the light
simply rolls off
-falling softly
into obscure
angles

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