March 12, 2010

slowly (a prose poem)

Filed under: Uncategorized — larspalm @ 12:46 am

is there a song around here? all energy left frost, minnesota leaving everybody petrified. the clocks think up new hours & radically different ways of presenting them. in brazil a hundred long dead swedish migrant workers rise from a swamp scaring the alligators out of their skins. young & gifted goats roam the land gathering paintings of shearers. the traditional male is elbowing his way back into fashion. there is a song around here, right?


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