Sunday, March 1, 2015


Expatiating on whatever comes
from all the beats and thrums
of that plucked instrument
we might as well describe as “mind” –

catching fleeting aims in aimlessness –
attaching names, imagining
what kind of specificities we’d like
to find, and finding them;

the usefulness of pause –
the forceful clause commencing
with ahem – attempts at a relation:
the strangeness of a conversation.


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