unauthored graffiti: new poetry

March 8, 2009 at 9:08 am Leave a comment

unauthored graffiti  (IV)

Time quite certainly scribbled
these fog-
shrouded mountains all about us
the graffiti
just in a language we can’t read.

(And oh, yes, the gods yet
quite clearly
dance here, at times.)
(fragment found yesterday)

Entry filed under: poetry, writing and lack of thought.

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