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January, 2006




1/25/06-Dust motes float current fine string time riverboat filament theory bleary teak mouse fatigue the eyelids falling despite themselves a fullness of infection in my left ear they stoned a woman to death in iraq today her own family and fiancÚ because she had been abducted and they could not take a chance in case she were lying with her desperate assurances and pleas that she might have been raped and so was no longer pure in the sight of men and of god to us this seems barbaric it fills us with horror if we can grok it at all and then we drop our bombs or fire our missiles and over a few years or even all at once kill many times as many innocents as the terrorist deaths on nine eleven indeed we have been killing thus for generations and to them we seem barbaric it fills them with horror if they can grok it at all in the distance really not so very far everything of this present place in space is as of less moment than a single image through lenses into a tiny world in a drop upon a slide within the immensity of a drop-like universe itself but one of countless others besides our own so many as to make a flood a sea of all of them together that were before are now and yet are to be forever or in another sense at once always were are and are to be yet to me who loved her and so helped hurl rocks this morning into her flesh smashing that beloved face and chest until at length she ceased to breathe bleed or entreat what could it matter if all the realms that might be were nevermore beside this one absolutely despicable but essential dutiful affectionate required act and loss...




1/8/06-Dwelling even exulting in the commonplace spelunking beneath the verbal landscape she backed out of our wedding went to costa rica instead but still wanted me to pay the expenses and I'm like no fat child with mahogany skin stringy hot cheese rockin' beat cool breeze on a bosomy bare chest kick some butt bitchin' sex she's just a twenty-first century gal her idea of commitment is coming with the guy she went home with something caught going down the wrong way hitchhiker blues deep red tan the occasional rape sharing a joint sunset tapestry over pacific private beach I think once I may have known you feces and farts pool courtesy in the berkeley hills celebrate the small all there is twixt now and nada together adrift two upon the waves bon voyage lovely lady ever the beauty her surface lines adorned with life love age and the more precious to my sight...

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