Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.44.0204042044440.19163-100000@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>,
"WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across Disciplines" <WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA>
Subject: sadness of world askew
Date: Thu, 4 Apr 2002 20:44:59 -0500 (EST)
- sadness of world askew we're thrown to a halt, run out, stop traffic. she's sitting there. all among the fairest; suffice if one voice of the cars and trucks slow around. any darkness, weather, i'd say that we, on mangrove roots, closeup: barnacles, limpets, mussels, mangroved say eternity, if animals still roamed free, if there were animals, oysters, worm tubings. i dream of land's end images, they claw at me, a god was here, so glorious in us, all among the fairest; message down in the water of the continent. down with bodies floating in the stream of stories. If you drown, it is data you drown; if you write, you're written. write and you drown; the cacti vines, looking grafted, even over, of the web of eternal life, a number of deaths, swallow-tailed kites high above turkey buzzards, cormorant perch suffice in my contrary red white black of twist. if you get death, there are countries full of them, the ink, your lungs of darkness and dark ink. creatur pink flux in hole to the foot. ... ... belief in atomic light ... ... mouthtime. i know i can count on you and i promise i will never let you down, heart shatter and your child her period, our country, its dark mouth. _