Thursday, January 12, 2012

almost a sentence

In the rain tonight I
beat my feet on the ground,
the orange light and my head
forgetting to look up, at the sky,
I was blind...what it was...
in the rain, cold winter rain, with black dots
along my iris, and...
in the night sky over DuPont circle
there was nothing there, only...
where did the rain come from?
in the glow and time after all, looking...
sirens scream past my window,
a body on the hood of a car,
in terror, what's happening? truth
is often times so absurd we ignore it
and lose ourselves...
put these sunglasses on and look at my
shirt, get it?

or you could always just die.
It's just a thought

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