#2 (from collection "14 chimney stacks")

[Steve]

with clever thought fingers
caress voice, pinch the pitch
until whiter than angel sole-
raise tone in palm
above nostalgic clouds
teetering on mountain peak
where never
ever
could mean
forever.

[jen]

i like how you've turned a voice into a physical thing that can be molded and moved around and played with. i've never seen that done before.

of course, if thats not what you meant it to be, then i'm sorry, and i suck.

[Steve]

you suck!

no...exactly what it was about...thanks