Adam's Beanstalk

A daily adventure-bag of insights and old bones from an unknown poet in Manitoba's south. Caveat: Not everything is to be taken literally. Things are often shaded with poetic crayons; be the owl. Also, not all these bones are collected from different fields. Find themes that run througout each post and the journal as a whole; the most insignificant event may be part of an ear.

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Distilled Yesterday Juice

Yesterday's talk on God left me
wanting to find a broom
a broom of destruction
and do housework.

Yesterday's talk with people found me
without a needle, but with a pail of thread
of thread with no ends
and no beginnings.

posted by Adam Kroeker @ 11:34 p.m.

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