For love

Nov 05, 2009 14:07

IN  THE  ARC  OF  YOUR  MALLET     Don’t go anywhere without me.   Let nothing happen in the sky apart from me,   or on the ground, in this world or that world,   without my being in its happening.   Vision, see nothing I don’t see.   Language, say nothing.   The way the night knows itself with the moon,   be that ( Read more... )

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rustmon November 5 2009, 21:41:31 UTC
wooot! :)

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