the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

For Things Turned

Tonight we trace our hearts in fog
Against the Cambridge skyline,
Over the city, under the sheets.
Out of my mind in the heat
Of a sun already sat down.
Take a breath start over this time,
The field is an ocean of reflected night.
We mirror our verbs and feel closer in time
For another inspection, respective
Of all the operations to derive.
Add up the letters between you and the sky,
Divide up the love for each day you're alive.

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