Thursday 25 August 2011

Obedience Denies Knowledge

At a call I salivate; first response.
I answer, in darkness;
I witness myself. We
react, my
mouth runs in
darkness or in glarebright sightless and empty
brimming noise.

In floodlit fog, clear as avalanching capture,
at a whisper     whistle     shout
striding to dutiful performance. 

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