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yves klein
one reason i love
my friend from out of town
is that he doesn't ever talk
just to fill the air.
we went to SFMOMA
and wandered through it together.
i stopped in front of a painting,
pure blue.
i felt i was diving in and floating up,
but it was better than the ocean or the sky.
it shimmered and was completely still. i was dissolved.
it was abstract. it called into question
the one real thought that no one spoke.
i said to my friend "this one's cool! at least it's better
than that stupid blue painting over there."
he stood next to me quietly,
looking.
posted by self_invasion | 1:00 PM
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