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2009/05/05

97 and 94 from a series redoing



-------------------------------------- Come back come back come back . Little air

97 ~


close to the roof of heaven its night and day
like H's hammer as the thunder clouds speak
the wind blow 'silence on my radio
the air-wave flow' I am just living
by the cliffs' rumble of roar it passes
so night like

aloof



aside all things
which crumble off rocks










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'A few words to make you sooth waves
like these maker her close her back `nonetheless'


'I have to run,' but see you later.


Her back turned at the computer looking into `space'
`its space'




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these verses previous existence proves the flight of being. into becoming itself round the raven of choice. a word of choice deflected round its summaries loves and compelled by lov'e sender to resend its heart .



________________________ you like to revist these old shacks? maybe they need repair jibbing this boat's dawning, its yaw cracked at the rim


seeded at the belt



a tormented wind breaking its tooth ~


so then a verse walks it s own name to eternity. a must. a see you. say a cllimbing columbus into leaven filed of ~ something something and thing to sum its rate of courted stew and meeting.

heart wool.


__________________________ you think Mister D Mona like retarring? it's not retarring lad, its detearing and retearing deterritorializing in Jill Franny et Mona's lingo.


________________________ dans un blog le poeme does not finish and started the same weigh.it fairy over the feld.

stone by its wey rocked by its port .
the image creating a self. regulating its norm(s)


__________________________________________ is this a lecture or a foam?
_____________________________________________ it is a foam reading lectern.


----------------------------------------------- shall it rided off with its name?
a glide a tear a chair away from thinking?

_________________________ we shall see won't we?

_________________________ she bow out its never never nervecentre pulsing to the beat.


justified columns awake by love.