July 3, 2006

I'm back


It's back in there
deep repetition
there's nothing like a new beginning to tell you
how many times you've repeated this over and over.

Balmy hot as the fan and vacuum next door whine
and fried rice is finished.
But I am not and neither is she nor he
unseeping out of the wall
commiserate with bat piss that
lines these walls.

There's nothing like a cave to show you the light.

c) 2006