Wednesday, October 15, 2003

Lunch

Clear blue one p.m. sky, wind out of the south at 20 mph, 30% humidity, barometric pressure steady at 30.05.

A cop is following a lady in a tight red sweater and close-fitting jeans. He's her boyfriend.

All I can see of the world is roughly 180° around me;
people pass by
they will not be actors in my play.

This quality of light
bursts open the heart
leaves scatter across the lawn.
Props to Cassie Lewis.

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