Sunday, April 25, 2010

Despair

the deafness of a dragonfly -
the sound of a silver, sea flower - in a silent sea -
in arrested keep.

moon on moon - it's late in the dead of night,
dry drunken, dry desert sand with the sun tiding in desert night,
tired feet walk from desert streets - feel the grief of mild bleeding moonlight,

-lament falling off of birds wings
-rapid dimming of (despair)

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