Shizentai


	Kaitlin Mari Baudier Born: New Orleans, Louisiana February 3, 1986 Other works: Communication Confusion (2003-2007) Favorite artists: Kawai Kanjiro Frank O'Hara Walter Anderson Gabriel Faure Gichin Funakoshi A few words: I want to blow you a glass umbrella So that when it rains you can look up Without water swimming in your eyes And see what the sky's tear duct looks like, for the first time. I want to paint you a perfect edge To a storm cloud coming in over the sun. I want to darken it with my diction, With words that illuminate light itself. Then you'd open my transparent phrase And ride your bike with one hand, While gazing contrary to your motion As I know, I always do. I wonder, is it different for you? I think I'll forge you a rusty garbage can Using jumbles of nonsensical words That you don't know And neither did I, at the time. The little green plant in the gutter beside it peers out Of the sea of grey and dirt that it uses to survive. I think I'll spread my decaying reason a little thicker, To help it grow. Watch your hand now! You've stopped your bike! Stop shielding your sprout from the rain that you hide from. I think you've a lot to learn from this small life, So pay attention. You're two sides of the same you know. You can't close my glass umbrella. It would shatter, But the bits become sand again one day. So choose for yourself what you want to view now. I'll leave you two alone beside a bike and a gutter.

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