Sunday, April 12, 2009

field poems

To be seen from aeroplane. On reflective sheets on the ground.

What is total dance?

We gotta do one that good!

What begins as the letter D might, upon inspection, morph into a bird... then two birds... and end up as a face.

Lights by the Holy See

Featuring you

Pay Attention

For no one

*Do you know who I am?

Look me in the eye

Je ne comprend pas



Nakedness and drugs
makes babies with weird surnames.
Come here, Moon Unit!

During day reflective "Day in"
During night in lights "Day out"
(at twilight you'd see both)

A ghost lies beneath these words

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