Saturday, March 22, 2014

81/365 : nomad



can i build my roots from the sky down?
can roots be built from clouds?

there's a loud storm in the front pocket of my silk blouse
it's spilling out into the garden where you and i ought to
grow something

something older than dirt--
so we can say we were the first
ever
to go home

all the way

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