First it was the Time,
then after that, the Location.
What else, Circumstance?
Funnily enough, "Yes."
then after that, Trials,
tribulations unto defibrillation.
d0T.
Sitting in the room
looking at d0Ts and d0Ts
fist in eye socket's gloom.
Wake,
scampering to coax some color,
form or depth into this eyeball,
kiss it, love the iris,
re-adjust.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
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