you have me wondering why
around syllables and consonants and half-days.
with my nose 3000 miles or two parallels up,
i ask myself questions around puzzles i'll never figure out,
like a chinese box, they hide more riddles.
but neither do i want to get rid of complexity or lay them flat on their back.
i come clean with memories and reverberations
that so closely take their flight with the midweek working night street
and surrender to a simple explanation.
there is some magic in the number 2
for k.j.
Tuesday, 20 October 2009
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