Thursday, April 29, 2010

4.22 4.30

j'ouvre mon Louvre
follow me

as i ash in silverware
look here, pupils
and eyes - they follow

and eyes - they tear
as i ash, as they smoke

timid resurrections of evenings i miss
of mornings i wish
follow me

choose a hill
and we will lay there

and for every one,
we will plant two

choose a hill
to resurrect timid evenings
you miss

run
even if i lag
i'm following you
stripped of things

and my silverware

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