October 3, 2010

• Kate

  is that you and me?

  one alive to dream...

   

   but can we cease to be

  the buzzing sound of machines?

  their pulsating screech.

  a binary speech, 

  says, my absence needs . . .

  forgiveness & reprieve

  like in a hive of bees

  swarming with disease

  so helplessly

  i collapsed to my knees

  why won't you contact me

  through the hum of streets?

  give me anything.

  some  random sign to see

  interpreting

  in this eternity,

  
  

  please sister answer me. . . 

  before i lose all belief.

   

  and is it true of our alchemy

  to hinder all vitality

  
  

  collude in obscurity

  and sing 

  till we finally

  meet

  again

   

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