Mmm, those delicious mountain suns
remembering and redecorating my memories

and only the most excellent ones

Oh my, how!

Streaming meadows are sleeping with me
afflux towards sweet frost skies of the highest degree

and I'm only half way done

Wow, such grotesque mental absurdities
there is only one step from the sublime to the ridiculous

and I'm not talking about the quiet ones

So now I'm back with the gentle tides
happy as the day is long for now somehow

and to think I'm nearly done

Oh god, no!

Besides, abstractions are just shades
of phantoms, ghosts, and smothered dreams

and confusion always writes poems

05/10/2005

Posted on 05/10/2005
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