Saturday, January 25, 2014

On the Streets


I've never felt trapped by what I am not, only by what I am

beneath the city a tangled convergence of veins,
a knot of channels, underground
irrigation labyrinth

I shared my plasma briefly
dawn was almost palpable

nothing is not salvageable, and I still can love peace
like a river life like

a freeway such a great bounty of stars

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