Sunday, October 31, 2010

Joy

when ocean is land
and home
a floating
wooden stick

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Saturday, October 9, 2010

this house and the girl

I look up
the timber is wet
and the walls rotten

we have been away for too long

you all look at me for answers
and I look at you

priests walk in circles
and we make paintings on the wall

we are all ancient

the rat becomes the crow and she is at the window

clay figures give birth
and what we thought was a man
is now a woman

and what we thought was twins
is one copper and iron girl

house is old

priests walk in circles while we are all ancient
and the children make new paintings
on walls that glow

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