Wednesday, April 30, 2008

1989 page 54

Through the papers
Stacked on a shelf
writing through dreams

We'll be walking across mountains
Yesterday is no tomorrow

No Sympathy, No Gratitude
just dusty tables

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you are either on the bus or off.

Word collisions can create an image that ordinarily would not be encountered in daily life, but once the words collide the image becomes part of the bigger picture. in other sometimes you can get a good sentence or phrase out, and that is when you can sit back and sip your drink.