Sunday, August 7, 2011

Front Porch Potion

bury it on down deep.
  an ankle biter
  a wandering island,
  bitterness of tongue
 
well, what is this seed.
   a fractal cistern
turning to every face
   complex simpleness

front door potion
   front door open
pass this way
   pass this way.

and to close down here early
   I'm a mess
      just look away
a purse gets filled in
prattling like a snake
   to a mountain
"please won't you
   come down again?"
Miss missed and I'm in Luck
   for a feather
      to be free
a current of change
   must strike a vein
      countless courageous
masked in earnest
   shalom they say
      om namaste
the nameless prince of purchase
   heard us
   alarms
   traded in tokens.
here is one distance
and another here
where do you want to go?

I have a need to be
      anywhere
how do I sing my peace in among the other pair.  poor name.

context of a witness
Vishnu to the page
is a complex need to get through
alm in arm
ready to wait

dictated
     by
dichotomy

Ptolemaic
   problems

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