12-17-2011, 08:11 AM
(12-17-2011, 01:36 AM)rbl Wrote: you dismiss all prominent apocalypse theories where saints prevail and shove the dining room in the closet.
I know your restlessness, the tangled scent of red. there's nothing heroic about this.
you're irresistible amongst flat tires, and the minutia of a daytime half-moon.
Assuming my interpretation is close (ha!), maybe consider some of this:
You dismiss all theories where the saints prevail,
you shove your kitchen in the closet.
Your restlessness,
your tangled scent of red reduced to pride.
"In the land of the blind", I start to say then realize
your routine is contagious.
a brightly colored fungus that grows in bark inclusions