Saturday, April 19, 2014

19 april

half a bite
she said
I've only got a minute

brunch and porches disagree
ease into
pass through --
not to arrive, but for the passing
breeze and flavor and the music of air
conversation drifting into shapes beyond
a menu of possible whatnow and whynot

special:
(same as ever)
always enough space
for matter

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