Sunday, July 18, 2010

The journey in parallels
spined, but the flesh is soft
(and resting on well known harmonies)
let go upside down
asleep during a violent storm
with daylight all is well
caressed by both delight and formality
I am the strength that failed
The sea-sick authority
I don't want to watch out
Libra, restore me.

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