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walking fish
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2003-12-11 12:39:36 (UTC)

the story of the walking fish (5 0f 17)

The knight
(The night)
Must be

Poet Day. Midnight.
The sky is getting salty.
Drowning in the space of death
Makes me feel
More lively than
When things change faster than self-degeneration,
And the other sixty-six poets refused to wake up.

And then
The dream
Drift and drown
In the bubble of ideal
In the river of the moon
(Thousands of moons in the thousands of rivers)
Thousands of willows,
Submerged into the water.

Nine o’clock AM, I
Decide to betray myself,
To throw myself into the river

And become a fish.