Saturday, November 27, 2010

Poem from Wednesday, November 24 (tumblr)

is not music
it is bare bones
it is words
chasing words
chasing you
along sidewalks
chain links
and other remains
ever loud
and solicitous of
the ghosts within
the moment
that you reveal
your summer smile
and nothing more
but when
you look away
it is autumn
and i long for sinners
and saints
to tell you only
that i am here.

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