Sunday, March 19, 2006

These things are not indifferent

These things that are not words:
like holes in
like thread
like separation or simply
distance (from)

These things that are not holy
are not wholly
These things are not indifferent

Something soft and ugly waits outside the door
against the picturesque mountain backdrop

These things are not windswept

Something in the corner (dark) sighs Shrinks
The ghost in the corner coughs and clears its throat, says
We have no national song or dance

(Clicks Whirrs)

Things swing in the wind

These songlike things

These things that are not instances
These things are not indifferent