sleep at unplanned intervals
trespasses on the flow
of specialists arranging oxygen
four weeks ago
her choreography
diminished and expanded
distances
her husky voice
inflected sunlight
now we ask what use
is conversation
here within unmended space
friends fill
and flowers
letters
pillows made just so
neck pillow in the corner
has been dubbed Jeff's hat
Jeff's hat is not
a pillow
newly treated pain
is shadow in her eyes
the mind grows soft beneath
inflow of the drug muting
approach of the dark walls
her heart keeps on
resisting
Sunday, June 05, 2005
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