Wednesday, January 17, 2007

from the book of mem 14.5

thought she could write & scribbled a diary hieroglyphics stomping
the yard so fast she tried to forget
mem lingered upon each syllableblondesyllable
shot each star as high as the eyebrows
peak to each stare and kiss i she played that part
so beautiful

2 comments:

Hayes said...

Fraught she stood right in

(puddled a fairy hieroglyphics)

grasping

(the shard) so grasp (he pried) to forge

then singers upon (reach syllablegonesyllable)

(plot stitch star) as wine as (the eyeshadows)

(streak to reach) stamen and kiss we strayed (that plant

so rhetorical)

celestual said...

hey i like that - who are you?