Tuesday, October 28, 2008


It’s everlasting, he said.

The bedspreads, the fans,

the flowing winds, the skies

that stand across us like sentinels.

It’s all everlasting, he said,

even the thoughts tossed toward us

like Frisbees

from who knows where,

even the words we say

that sparkle in the sky

for centuries to come.

He said all this

as dawn

decided to speak in the east.

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