Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Monday, March 3, 2008

...i walk the block with a halo and a stick pokin your patience

yr halo was like a bad art project gone horribly right
like a graffiti above your prescient head.

words incised you into this and they may well bring you back.

where every sidewalk you cover is a temple and did you know that?

your halo is brake fluid shoe polish latex paint tinfoil tissue paper rusted red rail-road ties and the thundercloud of february skies pissing sleet.
how unlikely these should meet?.

only in our minds babe.
only in our minds.

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