Monday, 12 January 2009
outside / inside
A sound formed as we
stood outside of it and
we heard everything we feel
everything—
silence threaded
through the centre
of a note droning
this day was a dive through membranes
or through light—
the very boundary
that bounds
around— a girl soft as trapped light crying
there’s more inside me than nouns
a border poured from sound
her fingers lit the very edge of it
how did we
find our—
selves inside
her? inside this
particular
instant?
inside the word stretched
across the edge of
the edge of—
TOMAS WEBER
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