Or maybe we'll read our books aloud to one another, each morning and nite,
until we've seen that the dusty pages lead, as does every other thing, to
our reading one another's lips . . . and then some . . . slowly . . . we've
no concern for time now, sweet P, no concern at all . . .
O Potentata infused with your sense-snapping words
Subject: FW: snapshot~ 17august 05 correction
> UNREAD BOOKS
>
> looking at
> the books
> unread books
> lots of books
> on his shelves
> and then
> looking at
> his age
> lots of age
> the idea
> came to him
> that he had
> only time
> perhaps
> to read
> the first and last
> pages of each
> or even paragraphs
> if short
> or if pushed
> just the titles
> or maybe.....
>
>
> pmcmanus
> Raynesparkuk
> n682
>
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