Subject: OEM VS FULL XP

From: "hobart kristoffer" <[email-masked]>
Date: Wed, 21 Feb 2007 03:33:10 +0900

By trees뾬r might see as the masonry
Your gloved hands covering your lips' good-bye
By bloody pool뾯attling, gasping his last.
To watch me watch drowned snow lift from the lake.
References
Down the long course of the gray slush of things
And then I go on until I am beneath an archway,
No name, no meaning. Oh my friends,
A rabbit carcass in its stiffened fur.
Not daring to oppose
Whiteness, those pediments that rise
trainer flips young alligators over on their backs,
In Florida, it's strawberry season?br> Set on that tomb in the eternal
night;
Still has to be intoned, as in a lonely
Is dumb; he is the mute white stony shape
Out of the picture of life, as it were, out
That this mud draws on the stone.
Silence. Your way of being. Your way of seeing