mediocrity is snapping pictures at
college parties of
half-empty bottles: their contents
billows: forts and blankets
mirages of acquaintances
their broken graffiti signatures on the living room wall.
Wonder-- asleep in red technology caves; the images
fulfilled her momentary soul
thirst
now in temporary graves
the magic was buried alive.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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