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Wednesday, April 14, 2010

i repost a poem

my wildest dreams

strange alchemy of breakfast
sandwich, coffee and drive
out to the farm. in this way
to invoke the magic of
the hot forest.

the cool and sparkling midday shade
the hot tje da,-smelling wheezy weight of the air
down there. the rip
and tug of blackberry thornfingers.
nettles make you swell up til
you scrape them away. tall light
woody weeds shudder when touched
and exhale strange, drifting powders
that drift across your leg or arm or face,
its too late!

it's true what they say,
this is a holy place
as it is large
and wild enough
to hold my hurt and anger
til they will disperse.

thrash your way down the path
to the next clear place.

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