Monday, March 7, 2011

Ars Poetica 2.0

The second day of freedom is a fitful
dream, an unmoored kite, uncertain
of the missing.  The wind

is sharper without a grounding
force, the light harsher like the flicker
the moment the hanging

lamp has its cord cut.

Have a little faith.
Set fire to the orange grove.

Full manuscript (pdf): 
Variations and Metamorphosis

Current music: Evolution - Walking on Fire (Ambient Mix)

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