Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Anything But New

Anything, but new.
leaving home,
lying quickly,
thinking about...
...what's new?

Dying Quickly,
this empty-ness
inside.
Descent, passing on through...
Hoping to dream.
A thick cloud of...
of water,
razor blades.

Atmosphere,
earth at our feet!
Waiting for dinner,
the limits of a country;
remote from the sea.

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