Wednesday, December 5, 2007

the source

she sent so many letters

but watched helpless from the balcony

as dancing sheets of rain washed the ink from the pages

she still blooms brightly in this diving silence

still trying to twist some sense of this view

from the archway

dynamic in slow moving metered steps

as her hair falls forward over the cascading rails

sending a new torrent of lovely lunatic paper angels

to the empty corners of rain slicked streets below

she watches captivated as her angels simmer sink and descend

but remains resentful of the way they fall so slowly

while she remains a guest of black buildings

looking for a moment to jump...

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