chalk_burner_earth_tilting ever dumbening found_poetry 040215 ... KilLogic lucky. 040215 ... ever dumbening Summarize between the raindrops, oops, too late. Skiddit blit t'tat. Summer eyes between the raindrops, no, not in this time, this place. [Sssss. Listenings: midwest concrete, hot sun, warm rain. But not here.] Well-lighted dreamlandscape, with its hazed certainty, begins the one I'm trying now to end. Fingertips itch. Fingertips itch. Mouth and mind betray, months at a time—silly wasting time. Yes, then, thoughts _are_ when they are ripe, but fertile eyes are needed to speed the sugars along. To push. Through. 041230 ... mourninglight the earth on a frying pan with its breath etched in chalk..and its words remembered by those who cannot speak and the earth flipped like an overdone pancake.. on a frying pan 041231 what's it to you? who go blather from