20 Feb 2006

from THE DAYLIGHT SECTIONS (24)

your cursive lariat
my thin
spokes

afternoon
delirious with
accidental white affection

primed to gore
the sheet
bloodless

until
everlasting happiness
exudes miraculous springlight

inferring balsa as
if motion
trills

willowesque
in passing
while air flows

chanting recent growth
to reassemble
happiness

contagious
as breathing
in the spores

1 comment:

Nobius said...

I love the ending.