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Friday, September 16, 2011

Untitled (4)

the system will not log me on
some undisclosed error
my sons fiddle with iphone, their god
books lay scattered, idly, on the floor
their riches unread
the work of someone’s years lost without survey

loud voices from the kitchen:
preparations for a meal
eaten while (american) tv bears witness

the clatter of crockery reverberating
from stainless steel cavities of modernity
hollywood bitches bitching
flat screen

everyday life

i woke up today and
wished i could wake down
thank you
for my being born

posted by Kirk at 3:28 am  

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