Monday, August 2, 2010

Verse: Room

i want a room
where everything leaves
by way of night
except us

a room
to wait out
strange seasons
the sun in its phases

a room
of farewells
and returns
as is our custom

a room
to store
all the desire
we cannot see

a room
that is boundless
inscrutable
and ours.

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