Tuesday, March 2, 2010

burried toes in the seams of our sail

and to begin
a garden on the edge of a wood
knowing it's in the black below the white that things will grow


and to find
an arch on the edge of a town
knowing it's in the white below the black that things will grow


and to end (up)
a pair of hands on the edge of a bell tower
knowing you're semi (t)here


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