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Wednesday, January 15, 2014

I thought
yesterday would keep
until tomorrow
absent the sorrows
of today
whose presence
has no end

****
be patient
time has lost
its way

rain falls in torrents
but the barrel
is never full
******
the pump handle
is broken
the water
in the well
has turned
to wine

a
leaf
descends
light
as
a
feather
sketching
its
image
on
the
wind

the
small
black
snake
zigzags
left
to
right
tracing
an
S
across
the
floor
one
step
ahead
of
mine

you

can

swat

and

miss

time

after

time

while

the

fly

has

his

fling

the

wing

keep morning close
evening stilled
in silence
and peace

life
like sex
is over
before you
know it