Let your little perturbations
slip into the pond
Where glowing fish wonder
what happened nearby.
Let the ferns near my border
grow healthy and wise
While thinking of summertimes
spent in your eyes
While thinking of summertimes
spent in your eyes.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
Falling Asleep Hearing My Neighbors Make Noise
No walls. No secrets. No time.
Here, in the clear air
Everything happens at once.
Everything happens once
And for all.
Here, in the clear air
Everything happens at once.
Everything happens once
And for all.
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