The Soul selects her own society,
then
Shuts the door.
e. dickinson
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Before you say Color is a Consequence of Will & Collision
Its those motions
again, you are
the way it is
when
you say book,
and I want
nothing more
than
to get
published
in the way
that you say it
book
over the cell-phone
and its
locked
somewhere
in the milk glass
reception, it is
so white in there, up
before we came
,before
we were persons
merely talking
about what
it'd b
e like
if we decided
to come down,
and so
we did, and
how post-operose!
that you decided
to take over red
the way you've
said it to me before
you ever
decided to
put it on
"Skittles, too
contains its own
mimesis"
& your skin,
hair
is proof of it.
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