Poem: Historicity

By sarah 29 Nov 2001

I listen to history

<p>reflected in your smile.</p>

<p>A geek moment.</p>

<p>You state your position;</p>

<p>pomulgate the way-things-are.</p>

<p>But I only see the pulsing </p>

<p>vein at your throat,</p>

<p>and smell your sanguine essence</p>

<p>in a zig-zag structure of life.</p>

<p>Cells floating in an n-dimensional </p>

<p>space of memory and desire.</p>

<p>An intersecting lattice of </p>

<p>broken dreams, piercing</p>

<p>minds and deflating memory.</p> 

Tags: profound