mud

topic posted Thu, February 2, 2006 - 10:53 PM by  clay
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If there wasn't this
there would be nothing

and there is. . .

infant sees the hospital walls of future
infant smells the possible

baby crawls to knee-high synagogues
baby cries to tired demi-gods

child,
look at your feet
you've messed them
in the mud of fables

go now
wash your feet

and play
posted by:
clay
Oregon
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