edgar luiza child of human invention walking on hard asphalt in the shadows of concrete towers I can see you from miles away a black line treading through live wires kicking up sparks god. you are beautiful. so far away and so far, you have gone even further. and I'm here watching you from my ditch, feigning innocence, death, distance. I /could/ I go to you. step naked and new out of this dirt walk barefoot into your city then lay down under your fingers so you would strum my body instead. interupting grey. if I remembered how to stand up again. 040106 ... luiza child of human invention walking on hard asphalt in the shadows of concrete towers I can see you from miles away a black line treading through live wires kicking up sparks god. you are beautiful. so far away and so far, you have gone even further. and I'm here watching you from my ditch, feigning innocence, death, distance. I /could/ I go to you. step naked and new out of this dirt walk barefoot into your city then lay down under your fingers so you would strum my body instead. interupting grey. if I remembered how to stand up again. 040106 ... oldephebe visceral, original evocations, stiletto heels dancing a torrential passage of heart wrending notes upon my heart..my heart grows ever heavier before the fall ..really impressive stuff..yeah absolute void of nothingness yawning w/in me..but your lines were a nice change of pace.. hope to read more of your writing.. 040106 ... oE and yeah the whole stiletto heels thing..kinda like pagganinni meets prokofiev in a real dark mood..okay enough of the effusive and expemporaneous..later, 040106 what's it to you? who go blather from