Thursday, March 02, 2006


my mind is

a big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and

taste and smell and hearing and sight keep hitting and

chipping with sharp fatal tools

in an agony of sensual chisels i perform squirms of

chrome and execute strides of cobalt

nevertheless i

feel that i cleverly am being altered that i slightly am

becoming something a little different, in fact


Hereupon helpless i utter lilac shrieks and scarlet


E.E. Cummings
XLI Poems, 1925 Portraits VII Posted by Picasa

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