Surveying myself
UNTITLED
She
undressed
looking into my
eyes
like someone about to go swimming at dawn
alone
quiet heart
attack
Thirst is my
water
Some
say
the more you
stray
the more you’re
saved,
I
wouldn’t be surprised
Snow
falling
on my
bedclothes
Set the
mind
before the mirror of
eternity
and everything will
work
-
Franz Wright.
I am so intellectually and artistically adrift now,
again.
Posted: Friday - May 05, 2006 at 04:18 AM
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