Monday, June 16, 2014

16 june

clear as a misdirected reflection
looking at a picture of the sky
broken down like a well and kitesplitting tired air

weary words recycle anxious pieces
thoughts unstrung to trip our blinded feet
here again i cannot turn unstuck

let me outside into the wide
drawing color through open sense
out the stale and fearful worrywonders


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