Tuesday, April 2, 2002

-autumn-

words spoken clear the lips and momentarily disappear

only to show again in re-attached rubiks pieces

gentleman flakes fall upon the innocent

dilutions of feelings and emotions

conveyance shoulders no responsibility

only safe passage and a safe journey



in their misguided flight, words twist and gnarl

transforming instantaneously into oaken statements

everlasting and incriminating to an end

nothing is more conclusive than

“but you said....”

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