10:04 p.m. - 2003-10-07
somebody give me a camera
whether its dusk
or dawns first light
the jasmine always stays
white
move to a song so long into the sea
in the dead sea
dead sea urchins congealed in salt
lost my voice 4 mach seconds before
the last light year
how can you gather
a thousand tiny pieces
of each person
raise a dead butterfly
to decide
not to let it die
raise a boat from wood
in the sea that the rudder is wrong
and the boat goes in circles
the warm water reminding you
nothing is alive for miles
little memory of little girls
what a happy time
down inside of me
to live deeper in
the oceans in our bodies
but only outside
remember to remind yourself
of the sky
driving in a dream
or reality, the difference is half a cell
half a zygote naked in a field
born sleeping breathing fresh with second young eyes
dying
and to sleep to die
and die to
dream of living forever
across the sea
dead and afloat in everyones dreams
