Nobody's creekbed

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The Anterior Insula and Hwy W

Thursday, April 28, 2011

it took a while,
what you were doing,
as it was unrecognizable,
even (especially) to you,
but then it was there to stay,
to keep

you blew and blew to get the fire going,
tears warm on your gladdening face

in the distance sounds of celebration--
somebodies when

sit the fire tonight
work tomorrow's light

inscription, relief
the return
the gone here
out of time and place
the dream was

go go go
where you always were