Saturday, May 16, 2015

Chickendino

City
William?
are you there?
Yes love.  Always
Never go away.
never.

blue
We pass beyond
coiled farms
of yesteryear
and the peace
of all those collected

exit
The reign
of this endless night
sour and cold
I answer
for awhile
until the sun fades
and the sky
turns black
no one seems
alive.

start
when do 
we know
when to fly
if our wings
are ready 
to takeoff
and kiss
the claws
hello?

Blessed
We weep
for memories
not recorded
for the hope
of moments
struck
into pieces 
a long time 
ago.

keep
there is a place
where we can go
to forget
and bathe
in the happiness
that is our 
newborn childhood

A penny
sulfur linings
search streams
Saturn's coming up
against the corner
of the beams
from on things short
and hazy
new beginnings
will arise
to remind us
of black and white
films
without any 
sound

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