Tuesday, February 22, 2011

tuesday, or

infinitesimal fraction of silence shivers a long drawn space of forgetting, holding this imagined instant seen in a car spinning tires in snow the light in my eyes dust over every flat surface. fraction of a piece of infinity goes on splintering. held quick like mist, each drop of ink a lyric, spaces that dissolve in favor of unmoving time, this broken distance only a shadow of wonder, what might have held fast upon impact.

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