November 25, 2008

• that man

   

  secretly

   i envy

  the moon

  in her

  stalwart consistency

  having only

  4 phases

  over all time

  when lately

  i

  have 4

  or more

  inside

  each moment

  inside

   every hour

  seeking

  reconciliation

  or a deeper

  anonymity

  i live

  & breathe

  hidden beneath

   my habit

  of feathers

  to fend off

  obvious effects

  of unsettling

   forecasts

  her shards

  of light

  intrude

  my sanctuary

  to prod

  & poke

  my dream

  offering

  in fractions

  heaven sent

  illumination

  for my

  darker blues

  only to

  recede

  thru the blinds

  before dawn

  leaving

  my being

  in a state

  wide awake

  & more

  perplexed

  than the

  proceeding

  still desiring

  to exact

  an answer

  to the mystery

  as to how

  she keeps

  her schedule

  & balance

  with

  that man

  living so large

  inside her

   

   

  gmdO

   

   

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