Saturday, March 6, 2010

Every Ship Must Sail Away by Blue Merle

alice of everything

i am (a sunday school teacher
who

bathes in
volcanic ash    i

eat

macrobiotic fish
i curl  in   yogi / pretzels /

i

teach things
i never need to learn   /and/
feel

lost  i find myself
floating

in a sea

/

missing out   on
the

most common
human

experience   /
i am the man

without the woman,
the feminine version

of

rabbit holes  /and/ empty
teacups

like wormholes and twenty-first century)

disappointment

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