Sunday, January 25, 2004

Sorry to have missed Yuri's reading last night and Mitch as well. But kids and poetry: it's like church.

Morning Log

wait for it...

all this up and down I mean literally up and down the bed shakes the house the ceiling reachable the sounds from the first floor the kids are starting their engines down there too

give give give me that pencil and write what you mean little one you can't have it if ya can't say what it is

fingerpaint on fingerpaint over glass

a spoke inna wheel a china doll a vibraphone tummy-tuck

a rival post-mortem a second of light

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