Monday, June 15, 2009

xerxes but not (a sonnet)

brother, thy anonymous name

selfless, selfish, (droplets falling)

run and run and run and run (droplets falling)

hang on a bit, a bitter fame


the existence of a plane

in which a house exists (droplets falling)

where the earth is steady (droplets falling)

where a man can be sane.


a home

not hurtling

just born


alone

not hurting

just morn

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