Tuesday, May 16, 2006

urgent crumbs

a sense of urgency nudges me to write words
string a whole set of wooden worded beads together

in the toaster
in the drawer where no one goes

i see a portrait painting in browns of frieda and vincent
he and she preferring the sun

little piano songs
under the piano sound different
dancing in a deafway full of body and vibration

not knowing

drinking dregs of tea leaves

stepping on the crumbs

one day real soon
i'm gonna bake a cake
chocolate and gooey
no crumbs


delicious thick slabs of the stuff
i will have you all to tea
and cake
like the black forest only up north
with filtered light

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