Nobody's creekbed

songs, prayers, poetry, stories, art, photographs, moving pictures, fondnesses, tall-tales and meditations

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The Anterior Insula and Hwy W

Saturday, July 25, 2009

a moist, canine breath—
lay down and take a nap ‘cause
you done licked the bowl clean

half-lit rooms and corridors
shelves, collections
you think there may be someone else here
but you are not