Wednesday, December 28, 2005

missing the night bus

in the land of my sojourn angels of both light and dark wander these stones and hills while the city’s more corporeal inhabitants unwittingly go on pilgrimage; these red-shod feet grow calloused getting lost in these streets while my eyes search for grace and classroom buildings. beauty dwells here, fading like a Fate into antiquity while still shouting amidst a cacophony, calling after the ones drunk on the spirits of the age stumbling past: “come, all who are thirsty, and buy without money.” her voice drowns, though, in the whirlpool spinning facts into fiction, the drum-and-bass tsunami keeping us all in check further inland…but as for me, it’s just before dawn and freezing cold, as I stare down the street and watch for two long lines glowing even as they pass me by and leave me behind

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Blogger Clint Wells said...

Very nice.

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