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Sunday, May 25, 2008

the life of a poet in may

.
strewn about my
apartment in the trees
words, in waiting.

in my yellow room
they keep me warm.
intimately removed,

awaiting inspiration i
watch squirrels and
dragonflies mate,

i listen to birdsong
and motorbikes
at dusk

i am safe here
in my home in my life (?)
draped in scraps

of paper
scribbled with the
blood of my heart.

add imagination
,courage, hope.
swallow, spew. sigh.

(from maydaypoems/2008).

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