Friday, March 26, 2010

St. Ludger (patron of the Netherlands)

if you stand between two swans,

neck-hearts are split. they tell me to leap

into the hay and have no regrets. love in

the season of marigolds. my heart works until

it’s raw. my body blames itself for its many

shortcomings. I just want to be held by all of your

arms. when we divide my body between

the pale city and the blue country, I cannot

remember your face.

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