Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Points of the Day


My arms reach across the city
the season of flying
the body travels

Water is a ghost, is everywhere
says the cloud always distant
or dying tragically

The puppy's sighs in the dark
like restless, sweaty prayers
hypnotized and alive

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