Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.64.0810051715110.6805@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: living
Date: Sun, 5 Oct 2008 17:15:28 -0400 (EDT)
living it's morning and sound makes a hollow in my hand the hollow curls almost holds true of particles purple blue & pink carries deathsound if not rattlesound i am so very hold steer my body here and there watch silent ships go by it's morning too early to get up or deal with death stop that soundmorning that deathsound turnover sleepy azure holds me for a moment horizon drops dead clatters avatars falling everywhere nothing happens i turn to azure turnover azure holds me i am safe herenow for a moment the bay is long dark and wide i am on its shore always a fullmoon holding straight above mariner guide me wave guide me along this dark and phosphorescent shore azure hold me on this unwaved island of the blessed time of undrowning unburning time of health and comfort azure hold me do not let me go it is early sleepy morning on a sunday blue parade or perhaps another day noon so far off so far off and still