Tuesday, March 16, 2010




there's futility in fighting bed time
and it's consequences (I'm thinking specifically the wake up)
but I'm also thinking of the stale beer bug bites falling from bikes on the street
as we once did simultaneously or rather one after the other and lying in grass and getting
bit. How we got bit.

You were dark enough and now the cheeks of your religion or your cheeks as
religious symbols I've seen them but there's the picture of you assured as
expert on March. Expert on the March. Excerpt of the book
on wine tasting brought full circle by your father, so ready to say,


"You've had enough".


(photo from Domaine des Iles)

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