• almost halloween

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    30 Oct 2008 /  poem, topo innards, topomusic

    highway lights scroll by
    spread wide open like blistering buds
    behind the sockets of eyes: the scalpel
    cry: what is dry is barren

    blink the smoke of these sleepless dreams away
    blink your gaseous instrument and heroic veins away
    blink your virtue and your blame away

    and all other passing static

    it is gone
    it is all gone
    it is all gone

    (Lisa Gerrard)


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