Sunday, August 24, 2014

No moon


No moon — and yet, perhaps, a tranquil bed
in a far-off room, nursed behind a pale gauze of clouds,
with words that have seen much more, and worse,
the notion of a timely birth, and a back door
closed, quietly at first, then more loudly
still, by one unseen, and as helpless
as responsible.



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