13 August 2005
i know now lifetime's a sad thinking
Your poetry is complete
commercials
childran
bedtimes
~ harmano straint
We loved twice but only you were once
or anyone else
the swelling is this
heart is not
sea worthy she sees
a different face than i
[each night , with hammer and nails , i set out in th dark to build my dreams]
each grave
a river
i pass
each wild
open season
in a window
like see right through
wings catch th air
isn’t that how it’s supposed to be ?
a falling leaf caught
leaving captured