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08/30/00
(to a friend in singapore)
Your words are so poetic
I can imagine you speaking--
words carefully
quietly climbing out of your mouth,
placing themselves properly in the air,
relaxed and poofy around the edges
but in perfect order nonetheless--
the space around you filled with the fine
web-like conversations of your curiosity,
reflecting like spider webs in the sun
glistening with just a bit of mist on the
fine strands,
too delicate
for even a long thin finger
to touch--
just right to gaze upon in admiration
and wonder...