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from Hermit Kingdom


(July 10th, 2006)

Nachtbrot for the illusory agreement

the lengthy agreement

the fragrant agreement

exiled under the active

heel of the imagination

awake under invisible signs and impossible solutions riding that train from noon to night

typhoon on the way and sour thunder in the subway

herky-jerky apathy from one station to the next no imaginings but something personal in that sickly hued laugh

I await word from my friends in this desecrated house in this seventh month of my self-exile in Korea reading The Silent Scream &

dreaming of ants traveling through nostrils

to clean out the body


Lola said…
there is a jig
of an ol' banjo
past played out
ears miss
eyes search
moon shining
on southern ground
postpran said…

I want the ol'banjo and the ol' southern moon. Miss you and Todd. And would love to see your wee one :-)

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