as if I needed a guided tour
through unnoticed nerves -
Gas puppets, hot two-dimensional
valves - inked veins, pedestrian explosions -
release to stare into, as if lesions
what would you erase in your life
besides the grand central of your ideas
departing with your beloved -
otherwise, we're free from following
our peers, fate, weaknesses and loss.
left and right and
just around a corner.
that same great unspoken,
the underneath rhythm -
joy, surprize and reason
of distilling wonder,
furthering our grasp -
It is always whatever.
couldn't be more hidden than that
only the police call me sir -
really, this wireless connection.
meaning resides in the skin,
and prayer a simple abstinance
from within some memory -
sitting here with a glass
of Chateau Labegorce Fede
Margaux 1999...
a dry though cloudy, windy summer -
I can taste...
the simplicity of numbers,
which is electric
I'm not looking for a woman
I'm looking for a woman.
Like a flower - when you hold it
in your hand its heart beats.