Feb 12, 2008 23:39
there is a severe cramp in my abdomen. i am going home to watch the crane bird hang from my ceiling that nestles wind chimes below his feet on a rod. i will go home to him as jonathan narrates him as a boy, will make high pitched voices of how a crane bird would talk but it won't be near as realistic as previous encounters with animated inatimate objects.
setting the bulky machine
clank of parts
down
on the hard wood
typing it out
squeezing the
words
a dirtiness
a rawty
i want to capture
a stomp of words
through the ceiling
it is masculine
it is feminine