i wake
to the sound of no dogs barking . . .

vacuum’d time contracting

50’s and twentyhundredandone

in a quaint warp

where everything’s the same

and not . . .

05/16/2001

Author's Note: this is about the time I visited my aunt in Zimbabwe and my car radio was stolen ... my aunt's house is the same as it was when she moved in there in the mid fifties

Posted on 02/23/2012
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