01 July 2005

addition brings loss

smooth flow
let it ooze
not trickle
pour melting
as you harden
silence holds its breath
hiding the aching
the worst is coming
the best is leaving
a trail of

please don’t find yourself
without me
under fluorescence
over the earth
the air is still
the stars are buzzing
another lost hope
evaporates
like a satellite

talking won’t help
just wake the people
in the next room
drive me home please
i don’t want to stay here
climb vertically
crawl horizontally
put your head on the side
someone’s shoulder
is in a catalogue
a brochure
folded in three years
it will open for you
it will open you
for someone else
to see the parts
that serve no purpose
fall away
leave you bare
pared and
repaired
where addition
brings loss

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