Thursday, November 15, 2007


i waltz in Your rising
i scream in Your falling

i think i love you
You hug the sun
You run with wind
then bury my secrets
i cast them out with each rock skipped

but maybe i hate you
how are Your bones sea? fortified with calcium?
look inside
a body-slammed Titanic
swallowed without bite marks
does it taste good with salf?

Your skirt
a cool calling
waving threads of blues and greens
then fraying holes in fabric
yet i still come back for more

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