Sep 26, 2010 | Burlington, VT
Sep 26, 2010

When events begin to be objects
like for me they've become every day

then life is like fishing not living
and contemplation becomes suffocation

acted in public and archived
while anonymous ogling spectators

stand out of sight and look on
holding their breaths and not talking

so all I can hear are the voices —
the voices but never the breathing.