Monday, December 17, 2007

I left and left him sitting so still as to suggest sitting still.

I left and left him sitting so still as to suggest sitting still.
The emotion behind the particular pose chosen stayed mulled
and the brevity of response to this was truly altruistic.
Laconically burdened and of such a parting word. I’m still sure,
and whosoever bends lightly to will catch the scent, primeval.
Such tokens contained in a single measure of liquid, others
remaining faint tunes. It comes out this way: taste, sound, tasty
tune: “Do take care to close the valve, being mindful of measure.”
And in being mindful, keep words to a clip but repetition staccato.

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