Quoting Nonsense With Exotic Tea leaves
Wake up from a dream.
Unable to speak.
Misfortunes on the downtown F-train.
Feeling the complexity of perception.
You said to imagine.
I would have liked to.
Imagine the sound.
A tuning fork under water.
Experimental poetry is essential.
Stop to follow the footsteps.
I hear laughing.
Is somebody on the phone?
Erased to expose history.
One minute, five minutes.
I sat there dazed, thinking deeply.
The study of wall paneling.
I felt a mild sadness.
Shed a tear.
Time to see a psychiatrist.
Sitting in a rocking chair,
Next to the elevator.
Organizing weirdness is nearly impossible.
Can I be excused now?
Saturday, February 12, 2011
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