do you remember marbles? and grains of sand, and pieces of styrofoam that pop between fingertips? and plastic shells, from gumball machines, that turn thumbs and thumbnails raw. how does a tiny cadaver crack? and what spills out from the inside-down? whatever it is, it's a poetry-eater, and the end of all will to change the world. in exchange for happiness the final selfishness the marbles expand from inorganic packaging.
make haste: our will is dying. bronnie _______________________________________________ Five7Five mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://www.pairlist.net/mailman/listinfo/five7five
