Wednesday, December 6, 2006

Spilt Water

I knocked over a glass of water. As I knelt down with paper towels, I looked closer at the water cloud covered floor, and saw fragments of liquid separated into a million molecules. I looked closer and saw the universes. In it I located earth and its vast bodies of water. In this state of lucidity, continents became clear, countries, cities, a house, a window. And through that window, I saw myself peering at the floor frozen in concerntration. Startled, I look up. Closed what lurks in the confines of my memory and revelation.

The water had caught around my bare knees. like rings around a teacup. Insidious water bits and pieces. Like my mind. flowing memories. in bits and pieces.

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