Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.64.0803200033580.8824@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: image
Date: Thu, 20 Mar 2008 00:34:10 -0400 (EDT)
image I'm going nowhere, but I'm going straight. There's a bridge ahead, what if I go right? What if I go left, there's a bridge ahead. The bridge vectors the world, what if it's 3-d? What if something's underneath, dark woods and trolls? Or picture of dark woods or wandering, I'm too wandering. Everything's washed away, my tongue's cut out. I can't take this picture and I took this picture. I can't take it anywhere, I'm going nowhere. MY PATH IS LIKE A TWIG. I'm Hyperion and you are too. There's nothing in the stream between one fork and another. But the earth, the earth. Years ago I wrote how stupid I was. Stupid stupid stupid. Isn't this proof, do you need any more? MY PATH IS LIKE A BROKEN TWIG. It's on the road somewhere. http://www.alansondheim.org/nowhere.jpg I can't even end this.
