November 18, 2013

There’s a place where palaces

are warm enough for night,

but liable    though comfortable they

Put out sure shade  all the daylight .Day anyway..


There’s a face  we would wear one night.

Make our mates


To Recognize

the new guy’s


once it’s light.


Around, there’s birdsong, seep’d the walls;

Profound in,  pulsing palace darks.


Daybird sings, and replaces things.

Beats simmer back, Solace embarks.





.                                                                                             (from 2009)

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