late late

March 17, 2009

we laugh and the night flashesi think i could see  dark and lurks behind cars more things to create impermanence  in my life.  wonderful in the shadows, holding in straight lines drafted to create a curved contour our voices crumbled from the flat glassy plane of the air and also in memory of the water, black with a hollow scoop of depth from the sky to a hundred and fifty feet below the wooden planks but when we talked about personal strength and fate next to the brackish water somewhere under us lies the grey city water cold and salt moon light shards glinting a pattern at the edge of the shore remove it for later and think when you have found the person to understand and the understanding will be something you can’t believe yet she grabs my hand she grabs it anyway even though i have been sweating poison out shining through my skin glistening red and says ‘i can’t make it’ this is like playing the end dying in midstride, we laugh and she breathes in suddenly her pupils are dilating around me coming down floating through time and decaying into a fine cloud of beginning threads limply drawn upwards like dust from a impermeable mass to an infinite gable  remove again the meaning, endurance, temperance, forgiveness; for the time being we are peaking in our lives into a smaller state a pedestal from which we make our lives will decline be lived we are planning this out to the fraction like playing chess on water droplets


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