Why I think of my mother this night?
It is the hour to sleep She -who never has rocked me.
It is the hour to think that the solitude maybe, even if you sleep here,
there, next to me, bottom, top, sleep, they sleep all.
My mother, she is not my mother who misses me. Her voice missing there, by
the
second silly chicago city symphony
http://www.asondheim.org/squee.mov
keeping my 'hand' in practice
think of this as invisible, don't download
nothing to see, nothing to hear, nothing to do
silly short city symphony
chicago city symphony archaeological reconstruction
8 visual echos -2+ seconds each
http://www.asondheim.org/chicago.mov
ok this is silly but in reverse abstraction returns
the building to itself, which is a bit interesting
and might be put to far better use
silly
silly y'ills
ywindow silly
si.
s/he's
ill
but
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