Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.00.1201150415100.29321@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: passing, passage
Date: Sun, 15 Jan 2012 04:16:20 -0500 (EST)
passing, passage http://espdisk.com/alansondheim/passing.mp3 http://espdisk.com/alansondheim/passage.mp3 passing, those who have passed, they have turned back, they have turned around, they have this harmony, this one time, these many times, they have, for those who have passed and this one time, they have turned passage, for neither a break nor a moment's rest have they, they have continued, they have thought until their bones were broken, until their minds among them, disappearing, no longer this one melody, breathless, this one time, they have turned and turned, the pipa rising among the buddhas, we have heard there are engines in the empty air, in the air distraught, they furiously pass, they furiously play themselves, appearing, among them, among one or none of them, nothing of them, until there were, no longer, of them or among them, they have risen, they are rising, they shall have risen, they will have risen, among the engines in the empty air, there are engines in the empty air