Sunday, November 30, 2008

i lie prostrate

after a week, i lie prostrate


i come down to
this last hour
this last journey
lilacs and bronze

you afforded me
i watched up up
together together and a part
and apart
and widen and part

then together
gone! a
nd together
this pole

i looked clear that day
sleeves of my sweatshirt up
let it be mine again
i shrieked isis, agape

shrieked it
lying prostrate

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