Thursday, March 26, 2009

cmviii

mark this: sneezing
into the crook of
my arm, I accidentally
skip a stanza.   so I
come here to edit an a
historical moment.   a

repetition a

repetition (sure)
with disregard
to intellect.   and as such I
backtrack, sure, I
mimic to swoon with I
relevance.   at home I

doing one thousand
things at once.   eating
all of the grapes.   mark
this:

          the Ferry Building,
a summer escape, and
the definition of
quagmire.   and
furthermore I get
away with it.

eating grapes.   a stale
cashew.   skip stanza.
mark this.