Sunday, March 19, 2006

what could be; late at night and broken

what could be; late at night and broken

where are you going with
things in your hand? your
hands are soft even after

(you and i)
i can only hold you for
another month. because
i am five years too late
already. in the studio
we find a potter's wheel,
your hands and my impatience.

(so many others)
after years and years
they become fiercely hard.
petrified just in time
to die. from florida,
arizona and other sanctuaries
like slow zombies with
more and more and more
money. money that will
blow your mind. or anything
else. and it's coming
from every direction and
i want some. and you know it.

~luc u! '06

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