Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Saints Michael, Gabriel, & Raphael the Archangels

like the blossom

of all those fireworks,

your braids

are quiet.

they loop around

a field of wheat.

you have spread yourself

wider than the lake.

our house was swallowed

in vines. they have grown

into our bedroom window

to lay claim on this land.

we ignore them.

we dream on, dream on.

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