novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- sign language in the woods we drove to where the houses were fewer and far between you said this place gave off a hometown sheen the freeway ended the air expanded i set our sights out open handed that town is one block the trees herd slow stock the trees are a thousand years older than us we watched them vibrate: silent and holy (those trees they are listening to every word we say. with our hands.) 6:44 pm - 05.15.04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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