brass / words / 2006 / Tea
October 4, 2006
Trouble is under those
wings
she never saw.
even under
those stars.
those shadows carried higher
sullen wants
carried thoughts
maybe she wanted those.
treasured tossed.
memories serrated.
that was some foreign country
yet vaguely familiar.
the lights ahead
so bright
so light.
so tight.
I can
just make
them when
I try.
try try try.
southern comforts
no avail
when you postulate
your former sail.
another troubled piece
of a troubled puzzle
ragged edges.
pull pull pull
piece peace piece
please