the visitor [thoughtography]
glider planes wrote your nameenochinan script in clouds and flame
whenever i open another door
your shape burns at my window
and i will keep counting
i will keep waiting
encoded in geometry stars
shadowy faces in cars
saw your face in an aubergine
and in hysterical stigmata dreams
im sorry I get stuck
im sorry its so dark
guide your tender spaceship home
through blizzards slow howling cyclones
silent legion snowflake ghosts
cleared a space and wait for post
late, its late. tune me in
turn your wireless to static
posted by Pareidolia at 5/31/2006 04:45:00 PM
5 Comments:
oooo! what is that photo of? Looks like a microscopic close-up of fabric or the lunar surface of an alien planet!
face on the moon...
sacred geometry, face on the moon, big spoon, cutting feet off at the ankles
are we bringing it back
we are stars around your moon, puddle, your moonface, I am beaming off of your face
psychicelectric again..all filled up with the sun and moon. hold the halves of my head together so i can see straight
I remember it was "kiss the halves of my head together"
I scare myself with my memory... I htought I resented memory,//// no use all in vain time upon pain train upon train
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