Thursday, January 29, 2009


moments that pass quietly invisible
systems the quiet hum
of the bus on the ride
to where I left this morning

I am hundreds of heartbeats

molecular apparitions of all
that happens inside me there
is no pause between breaths

but the breath that is happening now

each person a small piece
looking at myself out the window
inside at a book or paper

each a reflection hearts beating
fingers pressing cell phone
buttons eyes back and forth
forced across the quickly
moving sky outside

a snow covered lake

a river covered in ice
on which we cannot stand in which
we cannot swim

a full breath

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