Monday, July 4, 2016

8361. CEREBRAL PONDS


CEREBRAL PONDS
When the coast is clear, we'll be
coming out. Only to show our
heads when the danger is passed.
I have found there are no words 
in the utterance worth repeating.
The thin glass here acts like a
mirror  -  even though you're
supposed to see through it, you
can't really. There's nothing to
see anyway. The shapes have
already left the now shapeless
forms. A fulsome weave indeed.
-
I'll be crossing the Pennsylvania
border in ten minutes. Look up, 
see how the landscape now
starts growing.


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