possible end to Primitive Pianos . .. revisions still . . .

19th December 2010

I can’t quite tell you where
I have been

what’s left to

I can’t quite tell

I left my finger
on the start button

and the washer wouldn’t

we have you in the asylum

in the anthems
of the serious

objects are closer than they appear

fry my loose ends
these words are a landscape for my friends