what_a_grand_parade_of_phantoms crOwl i watch relieved to see them pass instead of entering me i wave shuddering to remember their intoxicating hold when all i could hold on to was the earth my head against soil insides going outside becoming food for worms i blow them a kiss and yell, "you're all memories!" i can't believe they're all dead 060107 what's it to you? who go blather from