Archive for July, 2006

More vacant dialogues with absent friends
took place this year than the last decade’s sum;
now you can hardly think amidst the hum
of conversations half the pair attends:
each roving girl with one good ear to lend
conspires with the air, reacts to winds,
first contradicts the silence, then rescinds
her words in loops that tirelessly extend.
This number will have grown […]

I didn’t like Dead Man’s Chest. Sam I am.