Saturday, October 25, 2014

Busy Intersection in Saint George

Don't name anything yet.
Your emotions don't belong
To you. What look like clouds

Have no discontinuity with blue sky
Or puddled streets after yesterday's
Hard rain. The heat today fades

Into the mind of nineteen thousand
Other days, experienced and forgotten.
Slow down, the edge is near

Even if the end it promises
Is nowhere to be found. Now,
Name anything you want. It's ok.

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