Monday, October 17, 2005
  like a drumcall
be blind to the humdrum murmur.
let your hair slide away easily.
now you can run into the breeze
as if your words were laughter,
the garden in front of my house
has my shadows tied up in a knot -
I speak as if the importance of each decision
outweights the pleasure of trouble, silliness
a braghost myself - I build my walls.

when sparks fly - consistenly, the nature of the filament decides what lights up and what fuses out

this blog is the filament2: constantly posted secondary news, signals, waves...

"other ways of lighting up"

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Lining the edge of consciousness with words which behave like timed missiles.

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