Impossible Kisses
Reports from the Goblin Universe (or, Shadows on the Analemma)
Thursday, September 04, 2008
The Word Monster
To the word monster
words are like clouds: No substance.
Vapors. Here, then gone.
To the word monster
words are like clouds: Some cool shapes,
some dull, but just shapes.
To the word monster
words are like clouds, not human
thinking: Spit, not thoughts.
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