2/2/09

Creatures

Here are the creatures I think about:
Stammerers that like to kiss,
Poets dead a century,
Prophets.

I run headlong into pigeons
To catch them lifting up
As if they are lifted.
An aged hand might be the closely stamped card
Of a worn library book.

It's easy not to think
Of the elephant. I just imagine
What you want and go do it.
Hot tea,
Sweetened with fake sugar.

2 comments:

  1. This is interesting. Thanks.

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  2. Line by line and the whole, a first pleasing delight of my morning.

    I haven't been to your blog in a while. I should come more often.

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