tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7448751.post-1141421932028417262006-03-03T13:29:00.000-08:002006-03-03T13:38:52.036-08:00"His whole pillowless head went dusky, as if he had laid it under the surface of the dark, pouring water and held it there."<br /><br />imagine for the moment the clash of slow graffiti and an out of work Fenway Park beer vendor.<br /><br />"Imagine me as an arching peak/with oranges in its belly/and the rest of the world rolling out in the flat black night.//Wind in the parking lots/as over the seas and prairies/and I say:/'I acknowlege you world,/but I am not moving.'"<br /><br />colorstixLachry-mousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05734571231990373615noreply@blogger.com