Wednesday, November 08, 2006
far-flung
far-flung parallel lines, you and i-
the same sky is smiled upon
us; and we see the burning
brown rust against the
disparate hues of our skin.
far-flung parallel lines, you and i-
fall to the ground; to ancient trees
we are dust. but we see the
lighter speck rest on the
heavier cream of the crop.
far-flung parallel lines, you and i-
speak to the world, if we only
could: fight the lion for our
share and see like graveyard
stones to the lines converge.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 7:32 pm
far-flung parallel lines, you and i-
the same sky is smiled upon
us; and we see the burning
brown rust against the
disparate hues of our skin.
far-flung parallel lines, you and i-
fall to the ground; to ancient trees
we are dust. but we see the
lighter speck rest on the
heavier cream of the crop.
far-flung parallel lines, you and i-
speak to the world, if we only
could: fight the lion for our
share and see like graveyard
stones to the lines converge.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 7:32 pm
