November 10 2013

surreal-art-surreal-photos-11

My limbs

Are like kite strings

Coiled but careless

When untrained

They are more

Impediment

Than incendiary

*

An idealist

I wake only half-way

Each morning

Mind a notebook

Of the bazaar

I scribble

Fiendishly

In the margins

Each cipher

More emphatic

Than the last

=

I woke up this morning sort of, I can tell I am going to be a clumsy disaster today. I am very very spacy.

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