early
market morning
with echoes
of harley engines
after the sparkles
comes the rain
new york
sunday morning
crowd
warmly
aware
happy to be out of the rain
under the FDR
express way
to community
communal activity
and the local fixings for an aces dinner

#9/11. wtc tonight

September 11, 2010

void spaces
still exist above
hallowed ground
and money maker
the ghosts are as rife
as the politicians stench
is ripe and rises high to fill
the void spaces

feel the tears well again
the truth sparkles
a fountain
tonight

#379. pontillism

September 8, 2010

positioned
at the head
meaning binds
crown to creation
flame to fire another
year an arbitrary point
an infinite number on any line

#378. eventually canaan

September 7, 2010

in the land
of oil and money
only the road
remains constant
and everyone
is a ghost in transit
across time
space becomes less
expensive
and more valuable

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