Saturday, March 31, 2007

a conversation


I visited with the Future last night actually this morning very early as the sky was convulsing and disgorging water and light and maxed-out bass line like a low rider at a stop light on the wrong side of town looking for souls to steal.

The Future offered up advice amidst the artillery and trotted out thoughtful cognoscenti from behind the veil of random illuminations, fleeting though they were but nevertheless compelling. Time that great equalizer, is easing on and there is no turning back.


I awoke in a reflected bath having said nothing in return.

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