Tuesday, February 7, 2012

The Licking Essay, chapter II

hello Mary
hello hello
hello Mary hello?
hello?
                          yes

I know I am in a dusty place
no a rusty place a dusty place
                          hello?

yes but it chokes me
it is choking the grass I can hear it
there is footsteps now
                          I know

but there is children
I can see them no
they are kicking the dust
                          hello Mary
                          hello?

they are kicking the dust now
as if it is all a game
I can hear them kicking the dust
                          hello Mary
                          yes?

god what's to become of me?
                          hello?
                          Mary?
                          hello?
                          hello?

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