Monday, April 13, 2009

1 comment:

  1. op-kommix by blur to brain,
    one & only one blackout
    amongst the grey haze,
    it is something to stare at,
    to stare thru,
    how can flat so depth?

    looking & looking, standstill.

    at some point, the small squares
    became fuzzy globes,

    like stars of the lid,

    goodstuff for nightskull hum,
    harmony of the spheres.


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