Friday, May 28, 2010

ring around the caller


Fathom the death rattle . Come along stare. Body to north. camber to east. rail by knighted 

of these . no no knot the others, a tie around the neck. tattered shirts, ragged ties. She's ribboned her bows everywhere placing each thought with care. Narrowed her escape. Placing the talks ... thought perceptive gone in the heirloom of its catching...

Someone said who? who air combatting bands of thought  ~ riffling spreading water   ~