8.28.2008

taking notes.

place and space the southern story
airplanes and buffets
take me to the garden
where we will spin in endless circles
around a fountain of water
that renews and renews and never lets
us end
using the colon
to imitate speech
the world is much different than that
hey i'm sorry about recently
that was harsh, too much
don't play with my heart like that
he said
he said i needed to open up
i did
aisles in grocery stores and quiet streets and
there in the darkness, i thought it was time
but time and space
space and place
they never aligned in perfect synchrony
until the water
it cradled your shoulders like a blanket from the night
and we hid there under blankets
and now i'm hiding from it all
i opened up
and now i am afraid
you were wrong
we were Modernists.

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