I haven't been here
I haven't been around
I haven't not been here
somewhere
anywhere
over there
nowhere not possible
hidden from sight
wait for the moonlight
waiting for the moonlight
would be better
but in what direction
about an orange line
a white line
make a general statement
point to the color
and not to the shape
never mind the shape
he's wearing green today
not a jacket
he's thick as a cloud
a diamond painted blue
a ruby painted blue
a frisbee in the garden
I haven't been anywhere
I haven't gone anywhere
I haven't seen you
this life took place
taking place
finding my place
in the world
the shape of things to come
at every turning
a red brick
a gray brick
an ornate roof line
having been here
I've been nowhere
having been longer
seen coming home
wait for moonlight
half a moonlight
I too have a pastness feeling
There is something further about it
what do you call that?
-- jeff wietor
