there is the length of an entire desert
between destroying your own house
and coming home to ruin.

lead me gently down the dune, won't you
after dark, so the sand is cool,
the sky is an upside-down ocean,
wide and blue and sprawling

our feet are stones,
draging trenches behind us
that will have blown smooth by morning

12/16/2005

Posted on 12/16/2005
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