Tuesday, May 19, 2009

First Poem

And then
just like that
the city seems
to have a luster
the void is prohibited
by law, the shine
is, in fact, satisfaction.
Contentment is real in a
vague sense - still, stillness
and the breath that stays
that way. All aflutter.
Scooting into now.
I can't wait -
I can.


Blogger Jo said...

I love this. It feels like Springtime in the city.

8:35 PM  

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