The Nacreous Oughts

23 February 2012

the blank spots that walks ahead of me
sed vi imagis, ke

Ni ne fiksis limtempon por
thunder and rubies at the axle
vi por la plenumigxo

receding like yesterday's purposes
the dogs whine, the microwave beeps
an old set of headphones that don't work

could i go back in time
& lean the records more rigidly upright
they would not have warped

at last
my heart's an open door

fortegan venton


18:49 But ye thought that We had set no tryst for you.
also: '...sandstorm...' (17:68)


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