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hendrikboom at 04:49pm on 10/08/2006
hendrikboom at 04:49pm on 10/08/2006When I see the depth of the afternoon river I taste blood.
Now it's gone, like the water and the old bridge.
Both gone.
Strength no longer informs me. I must travel light.
I shall be transparent, like animals in the night, like backlit fish.
Ink on the water. Chessmen floating. The dark detritus of other lives.
I think red and cannot sleep.
Now it's gone, like the water and the old bridge.
Both gone.
Strength no longer informs me. I must travel light.
I shall be transparent, like animals in the night, like backlit fish.
Ink on the water. Chessmen floating. The dark detritus of other lives.
I think red and cannot sleep.