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Monday, January 25, 2010

it starts with a remembrance of skin

It was a cold night-
Frost accompanied by fog.
But we stayed in.
Tim sat along the wall
explaining universes with paper.
I only wanted to discuss
the meaning of life-
a verb that is God.

That was Tim's answer
to a question I meant
to ask of stories-
each moment a frame
making the stop motion
that is life.

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