Sunday, October 6, 2013

photomathy

photomathy

if you touch
   the light would
      it dirty
your hands or (are) they it?
                  is not my place
        backs where they
        belong facing knowing
if you touch
   much less would you
feel, or simply etch my
            face a warning
        unheeded as we
spiral and flicker

                          out

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