LOCUS
(language is the needle
(thought is the thread
(the cloth is experience ... (by nick piombino
When you dream
you erase the writings
on the blackboard
of my memory
What is memory?
Is it the blurred words
imprinted after the erasing?
Is it the place
where the needle meets
the cloth?
Lovers meet
in the intervals
of music where day and night
are blurred
seeing and thinking
are blurred
Do you see "birds"
in "forever?"
Do you see "a house by the river"
in "first kiss?"
When time grows old
memory grows backward
younger & younger
each day
Between two unfinished paintings
a ceaseless flow;
Between two undying minds
a complete river...
:3/26/05
[the rain outside
like your murmuring
washing the silk
of my wakefulness]
