Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Day Three - anna kiss

antonyms for progress

the rigors of slow regrowth
pressing keys forward
with the momentum
of the hollow vacuum of space
its reach
painfully small
insurmountably obsolete
nothingness divided by reality
and kept empty
by bad habits
and bad dreams

should time decide
it is not for me
to go on clenching fists
in and out
the thrum of nerves
may unknit me
may conclude
with the numbness
already writ.

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