1.17.2009

Passion Flower

was steeped to a close

half ballooning pixies making eyes

her nubile she to wings

forgive me my mean things I did

coil of branches synched

to meta blue sky

the limits where there is nothing

oblique winter afternoons

as a sort of slow moving storage to believe

to kneel down to the memorable may not

mean anything by comparison

the worthy of unhappy kilter

2 Comments:

Blogger Mike Hauser said...

Beautiful.

1:52 PM  
Blogger Jess said...

Thanks Mike.

9:30 AM  

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