Saturday, June 23, 2007

...two days later...

the sun is still

in it's perfection

like you now sitting

across the rays

becoming highlights

in your novel

or explicating passages

about a child from Sudan

and how our oil leaks

and front door repairs

are nothing meaningless

in light of all

that was once beautiful

that now is not

words are humbling

when they comfort

but burn in the sun

if left out too long

we have a front door

we have oil in our car

we have each blackberry in the yard

we have each other

we are ok for now

we are ok for now

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