[as yet untitled]

slanted winter sun tilting against trees
lights still twinkling in limbs,
wind up through around,
afternoon slip down scattered leaves...

blank--movement--rememberance.
notes, lists, a violet folder with my own words
showing at the edges
raining all over the world
winding up, down, to the side,
for the
great and grand disconnect.

mania means world does not retract
mania means world rises up
concrete throbs with light,
shadows stenciled with unobserved care
solvent pebbles in the mulched beds
save me it's raining all over the world

it's easy to judge, to comment, to observe
they'll say this is scattered
indulgent--postmodern--product of pretension--
fevermind feverlips feverthrob--
it's nothing more than the delirious mutterings
of medicated mind
restless soul
hungry spirit
vengeful flesh
have I been asleep?

tilt your head back: watch the blue.
vanilla breath, Irish creme skin
dark chocolate hair, sapphire eyes.
fend for the sleeping, fight for the waking:
something else waits for the able
and I'm pregnant with waiting,
nothing else.

letters. photographs. seasons. change.
signs and wonders--
what else do we wait for?

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01.05.06 (begun 12.22.05)
MWL