|
Post by Don Schaeffer on Nov 29, 2011 16:53:29 GMT -5
1.
I wore the jacket padded armor to the office.
The hands that touched my shoulder
were just dead weight. Tailored decoration
hid my neck so there was little
visible flesh. Stacked fluid instants like
a football game went from offense to defense,
victory to loss, covered as possible.
2.
We paid for ways to spend our minutes.
We exchanged past units for dollops
of the future, licking anticipation
from our lips. Manipulated sound
or flavors especially formed, or carefully timed open gates.
|
|
|
Post by Dunstan Attard on Dec 6, 2011 3:36:39 GMT -5
melding visions of routine with deep reaction to greater life routines
|
|
|
Post by Don Schaeffer on Dec 6, 2011 17:53:49 GMT -5
thanks dunstan
|
|