Tuesday, May 8, 2007

finders keepers part II

[obscure]

i have a secret.
a vowel sound
unaccented,
illustious and humble, but mine.

adaptations melt gradually into the calm of you.
as colors fade
i will hide under language to blur the qualities of sound.

finders keepers part I

[quiet]

everyday i count a handful of calm,
a breath will not disturb our smooth glass spots of air

"this is a matter that concerns my calm"

hurry my friend, hurry,
we are without verbs of being,
remaining and maintaining ourselves.

mmmmm soup

an exclamation. louder then expected by some to attract the attention to the speaker, or to give some sort of time to (re)consider what to say; also, you may vocally express disapproval by a factitious clearing of the throat. Hence ahem.

More alphabet soup please

In the smallest of quantities in ordinary air,
susceptible only to combustion,
I found what I was looking for.