Sunday, July 26, 2009
A Finite Stage
This landscape pulls up close around me
A vast plain laid before me
Where I make gestures
And pace in circles
Spreading, radiating
On this expanse of asphalt,
As still as still waters,
Taking Darkness from the
objects on this surface.
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