the minute
the ever so small
the microscopic explosions
they set the universe afire
the phone book atop
the letter
i burn
with
the infinitesimal
vibrate
with
resonance sympathetic
the core
the rhetoric fading
the remainder
the glow
the hum
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all of it 
March 6, 2011 at 10:04 pm
no kidding.