Oct 28, 2005 10:38
i've been living
in kelp forest, breathing
so pronounced. every sunday,
feeling funny, feelings unannounced.
not a person,
nor not person, walking
on myself. i'm a picture,
you're a poison, feeding on my kelp.
there's a letter
in my bottle, drinking
to my love. she is sleeping,
she is warming, her i'm thinking of.