the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

From The Ivy Vine

In pieces of three,
A family stretches along the sidewalk.
Older than the gum glued to the cement,
More tenacious as well.
A silent understanding is left by the draft,
As the rafters shook and shattered
Any question of the matter.
Walk tall, men, and give them a show,
Take those stomachs out their knots
And tie the timelines into bows.
This is timeless, fraternal to say the least,
Fallen like angels, awoken like beasts.

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