"The wandering eye that I have caught
Is as hot as a wandering sun
But I will want for nothing more, in the garden
To start again
In the hardening of every new heart but one"
"We came by the boatload
And were immobilized
Worshiping volcanoes
Charting the loping skies
The tides of the earth left
Us bound and calcified
And made as obstinate as obsidian
Unmoving sable eyes"
Thursday, December 16, 2010
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