Saturday, March 21, 2009

north

walked out to the lakeshore
left open the front door
took my time
the morning shines

say what you want
the foxes run
while shoes hang from branches
i threw my keys
in the leaves
making room for the sun

my blessing follows
you traveling, gone
hello god
hello god
and my porch
no one's wrong

sailing, fishing line
no mistakes, just mine
eyelashes fall
our garden's growing tall

hang up rusted frames
stitch up the quilt
while our skin's still young and warm
new bird nest
passed the test
rid us of our guilt

my blessing follows
you traveling, gone
hello god
hello god
our empty bed
never wronged

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