Nobody's creekbed

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The Anterior Insula and Hwy W

Monday, February 23, 2009


the receiving of message that sends one all heart-wide and silent

in a large body of small things

that out-there terrain


we were south then
of everything
and it seemed like it was always morning

((squelch tones across the morning's bandwith))

((that i might hear))

(( ))