Friday, January 18, 2013

Darkness




Desire lies down with the day
and the evening owl wakes
to their racing heartbeats
near the window. The child
in you dreams sweetly,
all day you mind mapping,
Now you condense into a ball
and let the world orbit and go wild.
ignoring branches of trees that slap
the roof in the dark.

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