Monday, May 21
From April 2004. I don't write like this anymore. I wonder how that happened. I wonder about change. I wonder about now, what is now, and what is coming tomorrow. I wonder about eye-contact and what it's all about. I wonder what it would be like to wonder again about the things in my mind on April of 2004.
a bell rings
slow stalker vibe girl
whispers
amidst other suspense
and entangling word play
a scuffling of shoes
and obscured tangential
encounters
encompassing everything
like yellow cake
on chocolate icing
2 Comments:
The more I read this, the more I like it. It feels like a bike accident to me. Collision.
commented by
lacourduroy, 10:53 PM
lacourduroy, 10:53 PM
Ditto. I have been re-reading everything lately and wondering wondering wondering.
