3
It’s not as if the air
doesn’t touch us all
the time, which might
as well be “a rain
of breathing arrows”
There is an oscillation
here. Here. There
and here. Thus, you
can’t watch the sky
accurately enough.
So say love is a manner
Of depicting the world
honestly. So say we
have ruined this adverb
by talking. So say
we have nothing left
but to sing.
1 comment:
Chris -
This is may not be a good place to contact you but it was fun to run into you... if your crew of impressive ping pong-ers ever needs a fourth - let me know! To keep it related to this blog, I imagine the "tiny, voiceless orbits" below to be ping pong balls...
best,
Brian
bdever at hotmail.com
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