Wednesday, April 4, 2007

that sleepless night

the buildings are beginning
to breathe.
the light silence
accompanied
by the ever-slight
inhale;
its exterior wavers
like the ribs of a
taciturn man.

taciturn ribs,
the exterior of a man,
inhaling
stool-thoughts.
accompanied by every
slight silence
the man wavers.
in the beginning,
buildings
breathed.

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