Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.62.0503251329410.22146@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: dank
Date: Fri, 25 Mar 2005 13:29:50 -0500 (EST)
dank sondheim's Home dank wait there's an image here there's no text here somewhere la la la somewhere la la la plumbing of the body sure it's a dream or your face in the stadium of my mind please be kind sondheim's Home undank can you be my dank damp hankie i think you can! because um you can cry in the universal raster which glides maps articulates recuperates with the universal caster yes i know you can! i think you know i can! sondheim's Home danker your tears! my damp hankie of your soul! balm-salve for our wounds in solar universe although last we would escape the curse as salve-balm fumed our bodies through the world wait! even more than that, somewhere else! sondheim's Home dankest my hankeye sex to your chimney heart plumed fumarole of universal room sex among all of the universal loom of grid-loam loam-balm healing what we are feeling (that) there is no feeling in space there is no place dank and damp it's atmospherics (for nothing survives evaporation) @ http://www.as.wvu.edu:8000/clc/Members/sondheim