Monday, May 24, 2010

Verse: prayer

i live
with you
far from
the sky

gathering days
just as
they ripen
on vines

and making
the bed
every morning
after breakfast

washing floors
the dishes
keeping chaos
at bay

this is
just reportage
no colour
no context

there are
some things
i cannot
say here

the other
life that
we live
is unknown

not even
to poetry
to sky
to anyone

oh please
let us
go on
this way

naked, warm
and alive

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