Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Hello Autumn

Give me the new sensation
of weightlessness and wonder.
All the affection before breakfast
in groove central. The love of love
in this most chaotic time.
The flower petals-I'll have her
and she, me. Delicate morning
still stained pink above the buildings.
These mistakes have a clear gel
to clean the hands smooth. Wet butter
of nests and sunshine.
What would you say to a day
if you could speak to it?
I understood until you explained
it I was just sort of wandering around.
It's not funny if you're making me think
you've left. Calm as wind
whistles as the crunchy brown season grows.
I love the gentleness of friends
what they see in me I don't
glisten to me.

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