Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Extraneous Borders

I imagine, twitching at the unseen.  I think, hearing footsteps.  I understand it as losing the pathway between mind and voice.  All of these things multiplied by two hundred.

To get closer to it, I spent time weeding extraneous borders, where the Spider wear gumboots, the Grass Snake is tame and where Mosquito are parked for the day.

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