Wednesday, September 12, 2007


crept around
the furrowed brow

crept around
the space in between

to caress the scalp,
the motion of something
comfortable. to lose

the shaking maple leaves
of the body

on the sidewalks.

the fall of the body,
shed everything
and you'll be renewed and ready
to hibernate nude in the cave
of your bedroom.

ripe plum sheets
with blankets grey
as snow
and thick
as rabbits.

soon you will come
baby faced
into the spring.

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