Sunday, October 11, 2009

For Dino Valenti (of Quicksilver Messenger Service)

All the songs have been sung
all prayers have been prayed

Your falsetto voice now dead

When you sang "I love you"
from the far end of a hollow

& through a tube to explosion

outward upward singing
I love you I love you!

A crescendo I still hear

Now the fall-out the stars

hang & glitter-dust remains

To remind to remind

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