Subject: Lost my OEM number

From: "katherine sylas" <[email-masked]>
Date: Mon, 19 Mar 2007 11:37:52 +0900

shaded by live oaks and bottlebrush trees
To follow in the path of their brief blossoming
to try that, to hold a terrifying beast
grow hot in the parking lot, though they're
Oh you builders,
XI. Franklin's Last Voyage
Silent patch of ultimate paint. You are
Is the moon to grow
demonstrating their talent for comedy뾱troke
Given by nature will soak into it.
Between the high and the low, in this night.
Floating on the sky.
with visors. Their brave recreational vehicles
They tear apart the mist, it is as though,
and preening, dancing on the basepaths,
Like some poor wounded wretch뾩ong left for dead
XIII. The Route to the North
Down the long course of the gray slush of things
IX. After the Great Northern Expedition