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Thursday, April 3, 2008

1000 Tattoos

Diving into puddles
if they were there

just that far gone

Aimless passions broken in two
the mind as such thrown off balance
or resort to difficulties
when doubt would do

I paid for everything
submerged
no matter who you
might be this minute or the next

the needle made that a
flawless transition

to attend to a thirst, say, & let it go
cross this room, this street,
every step you take
in time or attention

painted eternity sunset
& a fistful of nickles
against the dark
two-lane landslide

back among those mile-long shadows
bronze-edged in memory now

making it easier to forget