October 2012, 6 hrs in...
freshly squeezed through the blades
of mechanical precision
I am listening to the electronically powered
sizzle of slicing nature’s hair-
All the while,
the way this piece makes me want to tell
the other side of the story
and the way
she brings us to our knees;
not mechanical reverie
but organic, slow and glued to the growth
and mystical forlorn
of what’s really going on, on the inside.
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