Wednesday, May 04, 2011

Desert Poem

Somewhere in a desert
Someone is thinking about
Painting a tree red
He wants that bird a deeper
Blue what you hear
Is the sound of bread
Breaking the air around you
There are so many animals
They are so friendly
And the sun though hot
Makes a good warm feeling
On the neck and shoulders
Like for an instant that's all
There is and sometimes that's
Not so bad for a few days
Or more you can ask me
About it when I get back
To Brooklyn.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

love.

11:05 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

peepeep!

10:59 AM  

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