Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.64.0805200316040.10507@panix1.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: urn at 3 am
Date: Tue, 20 May 2008 03:16:21 -0400 (EDT)
urn at 4 am it's been raining out and it's been raining out in this dark night of prayer wheels churning for mother and cat and long lost friends dying pulling the curtain down with them among them the prayer wheel turning all through the rain small candle driving it every night a different candle small candle grieving one night and an other it's raining out and the wind comes swirling in the poor tiny flame shakes and shudders great shadows on the ceiling in this unheard of room and i face down on the bed and open one eye then an other there are shapes moving on ruined thinned-out retinas floaters and animals blindspotting dark unfocused worlds generated from within memories of sight memories of death and dark candles in this dark night of prayer wheels and worlds my writing burns like a flame on the verge it's twisted around the thing and churning it says nothing it doesn't know how to speak i don't know how to speak and anymore in the rain in the dark rain and anymore in the dark dark dark dark rain