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Chaos Theory

January 19, 2004

cutting through the azure rise
 the side with the logo up
a reactive jet painted the sky
where is my camera

contrasting by the sun
to my feet with the mud
 broken leaf
and then back to the sun

remembered yesterday
the duct taped asphalt
no joke
the pornographic rainworm

everyone moved slowly
watching the empty sky
i thought
have you looked at the trail too

 cutting the blue like hope
when you hit a car a sign
when an old turnlight shard on oak
attracted metal violence

and moved to the turn to the cloud
to the wall of blue
on your way desperate and sincere
looking richmondwise