If I stand
enough
from you,-
hands are busy
pulling
placing
doubt behind an ear
reveal
conceals
your eyes
dancing autumn
in wonderment
sown from
the sit-back
tilted just in time
for the sense of it
and
the haul
too long from here
to tell -
when
where
we've come and gone -
pulled from the stars
some meaning
we cant comprehend
but cant
live without
~

10/16/2002

Posted on 10/17/2002
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