Thursday, February 24, 2011

Winter Weather Advisory (Part 7)

You call me down

you calm me down

you call me down

I fall down


The weight of nights

the height of days

earth is garden

all warmth migrates


Rain ripens:

material, nonsense.

I catch my breath,

I cut my eyes. Cry.


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