2003-10-08 - 4:59 a.m.
in cycles of orange moon flavored air we re-potentiate the empty space and it makes us out of itself in corners of god's mind with light and light and light we are made
starring: chemicals
into the chairs of all time
someone is eating
I'm awake again.
hear pillows stupendous, cut flowers growing in water, casual sunburst I'm awake and eating light with toothsome eyes
non-hospital noises boil around in my blood like bumper cars and food makes me move.
its slender, white on white, filmy, resonant, monumentally unserious head is made of wind tunnels and cardboard outside of me and inside it's mostly stars and grapefruit rind lit from within.
