Sunday, September 05, 2010

goblin afar the thing

what is the epic form of Geology?

I have had enough of you, she says
I intend to shift to another layer

do you know that I can barely see?

some substrate has come between us
he.............................says
alone on the hill some cow of the vagabond future
fresh from weddings barely survived
says this

alone in the lias & layers I of all liars
lay least yeast
always looking in storms
to the east oh beast
that I am and unknowing
thankful that thin things at least
nothing was known

I am downhearted (she cries) at my new shape
i wish i could go beyond cowish things now
i wish i new what was

the epic form of meteorology
like you said rabbit child

I too down holes vanish
or of vanishing wish
.

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