Friday, October 16, 2009

the past tingling under my skin--

the sense-memory finally fading to my consciousness--
I'm empty and listless on the rainy bed
of this gray morning this harbinger
of a permanent condition
given strength only by our misinformation
and surge against it reaching across a season where

now the future is a warmth on my arms

Content (c) 2008-2009 Philip Milito.

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