Tuesday, June 14, 2011

I am lost
He lost himself upon translation
disappeared in - somewhere
between your thoughts and words

infinity's center

I woke once
in the middle of
infinity, which i
nowhere technically
but
next to a girl
I did not know.

She is
She wanted
She crawled from her painting
tired frustrated from waiting


I woke inside a memory
after having fallen over your
Climbing abstract


I woke inside a memory after climbing
bleeding from my fall.
Secrets
abstract


of you and I in hell

The devil looks like Leno

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