Thursday, August 27, 2009

Imperialist swine

Last night I dreamt there was a pig wandering about the house. Laughable at first, until fear set in. It tore down all my doors. Vulnerable and violated.

I weep in waves
and hide between
the
spaces
of the words
we...

You have been missing for so, so long.



All I do is wander.

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