Tuesday, November 21, 2006

imp ossi ble

it's staring at impossible in the face
and accepting it so.

i am faced with the Goliath
of my own conjuring.

but where's my pebble?

* * * *

1. i have sat by it
2. i have listened to it
3. i have turned my back on it
4. i have walked round and past it
5. i walked back to look at it
6. i have largely ignored it
7. i have let it be a speck in my peripheral version
8. i have talked to it.

But, Jeez. it's still there.

It must be David-girl who's the problem.

David-girl needs to stand still, till the earth swallows her whole, and not one little detail retains any meaning.

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