Nov 15, 2006 22:58
streamlined & prioritized
it steals capillary pulses
& refashions them as silent-stills.
I see!, through the windows
of the dining car, the Virginia
forests at dusk on an Amtrak
train departing from Philadelphia
for Norfolk. The flower stand
in 30th Street Station
was much more than a mere fixture then.
It was sealed with a kiss. No other
(you hadn't)
& how could I know that
in time...
atrophied digits breathe greedily
gulping up the blood through their once-tourniqueted
passageways/ i am/ i think
we are not like
arcades like i think not
apologizing
Left, the spleen
Right, adrenaline-- hot, so
quick
tell me, ne'er do well, how was it?
Did I squirm? I don't remember.
"All for the best", she postulates.