New York Solids
o train,
take away
the solid assurance:
one day the flour and cocoa
will be removed from under my nails
a final time
one spring
will be the last.
words will crystallize
particulate devolve
your green eyes
will swim
your hand will,
as bones and breath only,
slide under the pillow
and new york
will be a childhood story
take away
the solid assurance:
one day the flour and cocoa
will be removed from under my nails
a final time
one spring
will be the last.
words will crystallize
particulate devolve
your green eyes
will swim
your hand will,
as bones and breath only,
slide under the pillow
and new york
will be a childhood story
posted by Kristina at 6:06 PM
1 Comments:
Kristina, your poetry makes my day. I'm so impressed with your blog, can't wait to keep reading.
Shay
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