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I Don't Think I Can Stand

 

His job is to feed us
And he hasn’t noticed that the walls are dissolving.
Soon he will be free as well.
So please, please
Don’t disappoint us.
When you tell what happened, to your grandchildren
You will say, those white beards came
And the ants, from deep down in the Earth fed us
When we were sleeping,
Dropping little grains of sweetness between our lips.
Dreams came,
Towers fell,
Little children sang
and sang
and sang. . .
 
-- Gary Lindorff
 

GARY LINDORFF, TCBH’s resident poet, is an artist, musician, writer and Transformational Counselor specializing in dreamwork and shamanic techniques, living in rural VT with his wife and two cats. He has a website at Bigdreamsweb.com and can be reached at: maleotter@gmail.com

EVAN JAMES LINDORFF-ELLERY is a sound and visual artist living in Portland, Oregon. He co-owns and co-curates a boutique cassette label releasing limited editions of sound art and experimental music. The label's website can be found here, and his personal blog can be found here. Evan may be reached at thecoloroflight@hotmail.com



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