Thursday, February 25, 2010


hour by hour
the cold dawn rises

the sky gray and white
as the inside of a wedding tent

the wind passes over the sill --
a face in the crowd mistaken for familiar

and we lack nothing
but good health and inspiration

myopic as well-fed pets
pale as a lady's arm outstretched in supplication


Blogger rampage said...

I Love You Shafer. Mwah.

4:39 PM  
Blogger alicia rae said...


6:57 PM  

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