comfort food
when i was naked,
you smiled.
long as the platte river &
then some.
there are knees here,
underbelly.
swim for the sand bar,
taste of current.
scores of places hewn from maple nut
that i am surprised to see
this far inland
sturdy as a house.
11 February 2010
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