relearn kindness
make love
be the last to dissolve,
then
terribly vivid all night dreaming
dreams of the fall
of subsisting in the shade
away from His wrath
awake
then walk with dog
white gray mist in the trees
flesh-colored early sunlight
woven through
wet anthills scattered curbside
smell of earth
more high clouds
more rain
I will be drunk tonight
Thursday, June 19, 2003
Posted by Unknown at 7:23 AM
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