6/13/08

land of somnambulite


There is no truth in the human movement to make glue
There is no pile high in the corner
Attracting rats
And other bugs or bats with beating wings
There is certainly no deformity
Crawling out from under the bed
Instead
There are vines in the pipelines
Creeping skyscrapers beating the trees to the sun
And rushing rivers raging against empty water bottles
Everything is balanced

But still

A mouse is larger than an entire race

1 comment:

joe douglas twain said...

the last line really gets my got going