nest
off-path
covered
dirt boat
my beard
hung
w/ twigs
and prairie flower
arranged to remind
a million
miles
of sky
you
ocean i
can hear the other
side
of atmosphere
singing
when a storm
the size of god
rains
or darkness
or sun returns
call me
pheasant
i would like
to dance
barefoot
in the summer
if i could
sit in a field
or see you running
08 February 2012
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