Saturday, August 09, 2008

A Sign From Yves Tanguy.

i am prudent enough
to view superstition
as boondoggle
but
i am ascetic enough
to subscribe to it.
and now,
i find myself 
set aback
at my conclusion that
there is always something 
building towards me
building towards you
to expurgate our happiness
no matter which god you
favor.

~New cars, full of joy; old habits, full of anguish.

I don't have the right bandages for sexual healing,
Digress. 

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