Thursday, August 13, 2009

thought from a bus by me

(looking out the window between Helena and Butte in the early '80's)

Upon entering my eye
form takes off its coat

Upon entering form
my eye re
veals its preference

tripe? boy this blogging thing is rough. I was just doing the dishes and thought about having remembered this and put it 'up' here and I had to rip off my rubber gloves and dash out with the intention of 'taking it down'. But... it can't really hurt anything. It's just words.

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