Wednesday, February 08, 2006
before melt-down
I loved you as
sky earth as
on the second
day separable
discharging, hands
grown used
to mud met
seasons and
lifted time to
weeks, sleep. Years
felt past as
if all svelte
yearnings decramped
as
if no for
anything more
than that. I love
you now. Wish
for a turnback, a
first day unmooted
round, without
round, without
curses
I loved you as
sky earth as
on the second
day separable
discharging, hands
grown used
to mud met
seasons and
lifted time to
weeks, sleep. Years
felt past as
if all svelte
yearnings decramped
as
if no for
anything more
than that. I love
you now. Wish
for a turnback, a
first day unmooted
round, without
round, without
curses
Comments:
AnnMarie - we want this one for the next Goodnight Show - you know how to get it to me....Thank you. Didi
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