Subject: Devin

From: "jaquelin frazer" <[email-masked]>
Date: Sat, 31 Mar 2007 11:53:13 +0900

Where does this all end? What is the vanishing
So you can watch me watch uplifted snow
Choces, M?e and P?e, undreaming even of fields
to try that, to hold a terrifying beast
In Florida, it's strawberry season?BR> A salamander scuttles across the
quiet
XX. To the Pole
What is there in the depths of these walls
M?e and P?e Chose are walking away from the
their bellies, they're out cold, instantaneously
into early blooming. Then, the inevitable blizzard
Looms in the air, deliberate and slow,
End of the comedy.
Through the back of the picture at the patch of white
I do not betray you, I still go forward,
That patch of white at the very end of the road
But snow has gathered there, has piled up,
But when, on the timepieces that we call
Only whirled snow heaped up by whirled snow,