Monday, April 13, 2009

green sprouts sticking up out of the ground, out of the earthen soil mass
the dead dry stuff littered here and there
when the morning, comes up out of
the soil we start to build things, a life
out of the most basic elements
we break hearts in order to order the world around
we go, in circles, crazysillysexy circles made of wrought iron and blown glass
we, when I mean us, when I mean you and I here and there
the eyes have us in sight, midnight snacks
love, oh love, how can you push such greenness out of the dark?

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